"It is true that you have interfered with my schemes for the final time," Salisbury preaches with another proud sip of wine. Swirling the glass, he continues, "From this moment on, you will be working for me, a most valued associate I predict." His surprised dame puffs, "Oh, Harold! You are so smart." Salisbury smiles and nods and takes another small dip in his wine, all eyes affixed on you as you start to your feet. The woman gasps with smile as your tiny shoes tap on metal tabletop.
"We all know I will never be your subordinate Salisbury!" You hope your shout travels to distant ears. "You can never make me take orders from you!" The bountiful beauty above once again draws near, her bosom pressing against the world's edge as she leans her statuesque face over you. "Did you hear that, Harold?" her voice shakes steel. "He says he won't do what you say."
Salisbury is still smugly silent, his bulbous head bobbing up and down consistently. He sets his glass on the far corner of metal map and speaks up, "I think he will, my dear Daisy." Your observing moon returns to space beside her king of planets. He continues to insist, "Our foolish, little Mister Sterling is unaware of many important facts." You take a brave step with fist raised toward his orbit, "You facts are an illusion, Harry!"
He smiles, reaching into his coat as he carries on with his proposal, "Please, please, Jack. Let me show you what I know is fact." His hand returns from deep pockets, a small, white device in his stubby fingers. He runs thumb across its hidden face high above, and much to his delight and Daisy's wonder, a sharp sickness sticks inside you. You again fall to your knees, "What's happening to me!? Salisbury!" you collapse onto the cold ground.
Your ears awake first to the voice of that incorrigible Daisy, "You did it again, Harry!? You didn't tell me about that!" And as you open your eyes, you see she is absolutely right as she rises tall to the stars in the ceiling. You crawl along, quickly evolving legs to stand once more, though you reserve your microscopic words for a better time.
"You see Mister Sterling," Salisbury states, "if you don't help me, you will disappear into nothing." He laughs a humble rumble, "But should you cooperate with my plans, you will live." Daisy's big, curious eyes keep watch on the remote in Harold's hand as he concludes, "So either way, the power is mine. I would prefer you to lend your skill to my operation, Sterling," he turns aside, "but either way, you will never cause trouble for me again!"
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