There was a roll of thunder, appropriately enough, after he
had made his dramatic announcement.
In the near-silence that followed (there was still a storm
going on outside, after all), we all looked at each other.
“No”, we said in unison.
He looked stunned. His blood stained clothing did look expensive,
maybe he’d never had anyone disagree with him.
He began to talk about how no-one else had an idea, and that
as the smartest guy in the room, he should lead us.
I’d say the Zed coming in at that point was ironic, but since
it later killed me…
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