«What do you think, Western. Have we made a mistake?» – A thin old man in the white coat asked thoughtfully, leaning against his comfortable soaring polymorphic chair and spinning an expensive crystal glass with exquisite white wine in his hand.
He was looking at the screen with the image of the kissing couple.
«We might have. Anyway, we did our best to help our student. If everything goes according to plan, we haven't lived in vain.»
Hubert shook his head. – «I've always loved "The Matrix," the cult classic, but I just can't stand the idea that you and I, we all are nothing but a projection of the second-to-god degree of Synergy. It makes me infinitely sad to realize that we will all soon disappear forever...»
«Chin up, buddy. We will always be with our student!» – Western cheered him up with a smile.
~pew~
A plasma bolt thundered on the big screen, followed by a desperate girl's scream.
«To our incredible student, buddy!» – Hubert solemnly raised his glass.