"Maybe we shouldn't have killed Hoffmann all those years ago. I know he seemed crazy at the time, but now… you know, it could be that his ideas, were, more brilliant than we thought."
"You mean you don't think he was insane?"
"Well… Just look around, everyone here is, crazy. Maybe he was the only one who was, sane."
"I don't understand."
"Look at the streets if you don't understand!" He opened the blinds of his office window overlooking the bleak grey streets. People crowded the exterior of the white house, and they didn’t look friendly. They were yelling, holding protest signs, and there were even people throwing stones at the president’s home.
“Wow! I didn’t know they were throwing stones at your house. I couldn’t hear anything through these soundproof walls.” .
“I agree. Look, Some people are even trying to force their way through the line of national guard. If those soldiers weren't here,we’d both be dead.
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President Andrew sighed. "You know that saying ‘Desperate times call for desperate measures’?"
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“I just wanted to create peace. How can I have gone so wrong?"
"Being the intermediary agent at a time like this proves to be a dangerous business."
"Not only are all the Palestinians and Israelis mad at me for trying to force a peace agreement on them when they wanted to fight but now everyone in the world has taken sides about who is right. If their neighbors don't agree with them they kill each other. A society with no emotion seems like our only chance to keep mankind alive, no anger, no fighting, and no murders."
"Yes, but, is it worth it to have no happiness and freedom?"
"What other choice do we have? You saw how the people are handling their ‘happiness and freedom’. At this rate there soon won’t be enough people to even worry about celebrating happiness. It would be better to have a human race, than to have emotions."
“I agree.”
At that moment, a star stone flew through the open window, and smashed and hit the president in the face. The President's hands flew to his face. Blood started to trickle through his cupped hands.
“Avenge me!” The president bellowed falling to the floor. The youthful vice president stood stunned. The man who he’d been working for his whole life lie dead, President Andrew Velma was dead, and his last words were to tell him to completely remove emotions. Kind of a big redcrest, but as he thought about it, he realized that money was worthless, and the man he trusted most was dead. He decided then and there to devote the rest of his life to removing all emotions.
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