[b]”What the HELL just happened?”[/b] Misty growled. The stiff woman’s demeanor was as fiery as her hair, standing looking out the window of the top floor in CorpWest Inc. The sky and screens flickered back to life, and her fists clenched so tightly her hands became even paler. Anger was in every wrinkle of her normally tight face as she turned and stormed out of her office and approached her secretary who immediately stood, mouth agape and looking frightened. 

[b]”Maria…”[/b] the powerful woman spoke in slow tones, feigning control. [b]”Tell me I just had a nightmare, and that someone isn’t dicking around in the system of Providence,”[/b] she said, starting to pop her fingers one at a time. The cute brunette with bright red lips and hair in a tight bun quivered a bit. 

[b]”I’m sorry,”[/b] she whispered. [b]”It’s… it’s all over the news now I’m sure,”[/b] she said, pressing a button implanted into her skin near her ear. As she did, headlines moved across contact lenses on her eyes, allowing her to see what was being said without anyone else knowing. After a brief moment she let go of the button and looked up to Misty while biting her bottom lip. [b]”Yeah, it’s bad,”[/b] she whispered, pen in her hands being turned over and over again. 

Misty growled in frustration, turning from the lightweight and heading for the elevator. As she did, she pulled out a small phone. It lit up and she tapped the screen while the elevator doors closed. A projection appeared above the phone of a man’s face, looking deadly serious and looking back at Misty. [b]”So, we need to decide what you’re saying Sharp,”[/b] Misty said, anger still in her eyes but attitude having been dialed back a tad. The president of Providence raised an eyebrow. 

[b]”My committee has it written up already. I’m addressing the masses on their screens within the hour. We’re saying it was a glitch in the system. Some punk in the cyber security division trying to scare everyone for no reason. One of them will lose their jobs and we can blame them. If you want to alert Hark feel free. Otherwise, we’ll just pick the newest guy,”[/b] he said, letting her in on the plan.

[b]”Fine,”[/b] Misty said, understanding they really had no idea what had happened yet, so there was no longer a point to this call. She hung up, reaching the first floor and slipping the phone back in her pocket. She began walking towards the front door, heading for her car. She was going to ream Hark up and down for this nonsense if it was last thing she did. Weren’t they supposed to stop this crap before it started?