The feed from John remained dead, but they could still observe his body and vitals. The arms and legs, with weights added to them, would periodically ...ove so they had to keep a camera pointed at his harness. To ensure he didn’t tumble out, and more importantly, keep from disconnecting from First World. Everyone knew what would happen in that unfortunate case.“Hey, uh, you might want to look at this!” He stared.The General had come directly to the viewing room when she arrived. Watching a dead. I was sick of diners and wanted to go someplace different. I locked the truck and walked it the dimly lit building and found a seat at the bar. Finding a seat wasn't hard though, there were only a handful of men and one or two women in the bar. I ordered water and some fries. It was quiet; the loudest noise was that of the pool tables in the back corner. I was vaguely aware of the comings and goings but the people were not my concern. I didn't really want to talk to somebody. I just wanted to. They’d talk you to death and you’d be lucky to get cold soup for dinner. But at community centers you just walked in on a night they were serving dinner and filled a plate with hot greasy pasta and ate. Nobody looked in your bag to see if you were carrying a bit of wine. Nobody preached more than a God bless. Nobody noticed when you stuck an apple and three slices of doughy Wonder Bread in your pocket and left. Nobody noticed you. They were good people.That’s the way it was with people. You get. I'll be here for at least an hour. The door opened and the roar returned. I figured it was another teacher so I continued my work without looking up.”Mrs. Williams?” a young male voice tolled.My head jerked up. I was very surprised to see Bobby. My knees involuntarily pressed together. ”Is everything okay, Bobby?” I asked.”Yes ma'am,” he explained, ”I just wanted to tell you that I am going to try harder. I wasn't just blowing you off.””Well, good for you, Bobby,” I smiled, ”I am truly happy to.