…“We are not the only ones looking for this so-called magical rainbow that’ll carry us away from here, surely you understand that? Surely somewhere inside that marvoullous brain of yours you’ve concocted a plan to secure our safety, or have you simply ignored this because you’ve never really had anything to do with anyone who your Daddy didn’t pay to watch over you?” Jackson spits though dry clenched teeth.
“It’s a gateway, NOT a rainbow, and it’s REAL!” she snaps back as she looks up from the crumpled-up paper that she holds tightly in her hands. “Maybe if you paid more attention to what I’ve been saying, you’d know that, you’d see the signs as they present themselves…”
“STOP AVOIDING THE QUESTION! WHAT ABOUT THE OTHERS!” he bellows.
“I-I-I, I d-don’t care about t-the others. Once we o-open the gateway u-utopia will be m-mine.”
“Don’t you mean ours?”
She smiles wryly, “No, no I don’t,” she says as she raises a pistol towards him…