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Show over the assistant's shoulder and read the answer along with him: File missing. "File missing," said the Visitor aloud. The young man sat back. "Well!" he said. He immediately recoded and asked for the backup file. The answer flashed on: Backup missing. "Backup missing," read the Visitor. The young assistant pushed the bangs away from his eyes. The only experience he'd ever had with computer error was sitting and waiting patiently during its interminable turnaround time and then, eventually, the whole system shutting down in a total crash. A frequent occurrence. The Governing Computer had gone down because of overload but two days before, he mused to himself. But, marry; it'd since had forty-eight hours to catch up on its routines! What in Ida's heaven could be amiss? Then he had a chilling thought-had he pulled some inutterable boner and erased the weather? But nay! The Governor was erasure proof as well! The young man broke out in a cold sweat, and began keying in a new instruction: Find WeatherBubble. The answer flashed immediately on the screen: No WeatherBubble. "No WeatherBubble," read the Visitor. The young assistant deputy turned around and the two men looked at each other for a full count of five. Then the assistant deputy turned back to the console, composed himself, and very carefully went through the same procedure again. With the same result. The young man sat back and thought rapidly. He would have to report 289 |
