The ThyssenKrupp descends into the bowels of the Space Center Sepulcher. A tune begins to play on the overhead speaker. It’s elevator music.
I watch your reflection in the silvery doors. You are more beautiful than the oracle of Pythia. Your golden aura surrounds us.
Just then, gravity turns off. The sound of drumming, a far away thump reverberates through the ThyssenKrupp.
The elevator slows, gravity inverts, we land on our feet.
The doors slide open. A dim red glow appears through a rocky cave. The floors are crushed marble, the smell of lilacs and ozone fill the air.
The ThyssenKrupp chimes, “Welcome to the artifact collection.”
Stay tuned for the next installment…
The Firm Part 10 – Intergalactic Finance Minister.
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