Worrisome

by Bradley L'Herrou


"SHIT!"

"What? What is it?" I called out, as I walked into the room.

"I – I don't know." he said, wiping his face frantically. "Something
squirted out of the computer when I went to turn it off."

"I don't know," I said, as I watched the monitor quiver. "Maybe it
doesn't want to be unplugged."