Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Gregory Hayes stared out the window of his 57th floor penthouse. He saw the carnage he had helped create sprawled out before him. It pleased him. Only a little longer. Once the missles had destroyed the US, the rest of this puny planet would soon be his. One of his tentecles absentmindedly grabbed a pen from his desk and threw it at the door where is stuck like so many other objects there. A knock at the door, and the tentecles withdrew again. A scientist entered. "S-sir, the virus. I think it's ready to go worldwide." A grin broke across Greg's face. "Excellent. Ready it for me." "Y-yes sir." he stuttered as he backed out of the room. "My plan is almost finished, just one more step." He withdrew a syringe from his pocket and injected it.