the screen read. TRYING TO RUN.
The last thing she saw before the lights died was the teleprompter, scrolling on its own: impact font bold italic
Jenna turned. The exit sign glowed red. But beneath it, in that same crushing font, a new message had been stenciled onto the door: the screen read
Goodnight, Jenna. We have only just begun. in that same crushing font
(Static hiss. The red light blinks off.)
It was smiling.