. there ' s a sticky on the front page . <| sep |> ContinuedThe blood smear ran all along the corridor George had led her into . The individual hadn ' t just been crushed , he or she had been completely pulverised beyond recognition . We shut down this one yesterday . Atmosphere pumps 3 , 4 and 5 are still up but admin ain ' t happy . George opened up the safety gate to show her a closer view . One ' ve the Bluegangers found ' im ' ere at ' alf past nine . Log on the door says no one had gone in ' er out since seven . Must ' ve snuck in through one ' ve the maintenance access areas . Or gotten lost ' n one tryin ' t ' fix somethin ' else . Sarah pulled out her scissors and cut free a chunk of bloodstained blonde hair from what she could only assume was once a head . Even if this person was in this area legitimately , what are the chances they could just slip and fall ? Or have their clothes caught and dragged by a piece of the machinery ? George frowned . Look , it ain ' t impossible . We ' ave injuries all the time , don ' t get me wrong , but not up ' ere . Too expensive , y ' see . Atmos gets knocked out , admin gets pissed . That ' s why these ones all ' ave guard rails and like . Sure it costs more but it saves ' em . Plus , this guy ain ' t supposed to be here anyway . See this ? George held up a piece of faded green fabric . Green . Only Blueganger ' s meant to be up this high . Sarah grabbed the fabric from him and put it in a plastic bag like the one the hair was now in . I should ' ve brought extra gloves for George , his hands won ' t fit in mine . Plus , added George as he picked up an entire severed arm off the floor here ' s the smokin ' gun . The victim lost a hand ? Look inside . Sarah gently pried open it ' s clenched fingers . Inside was a tube of paste and an oldfashioned 9 volt battery . The bastard was trying to set up a charge . Jesus ChristTell me ' bout it , George said as he lit an irresponsible cigarette . So , d ' ya think it ' s the Mexicans ? I heard they was cleaner than us now anyway ? Sarah moved her hands all three of them now as far away as possible . I can neither confirm nor deny that . He heard right though . Mexico was , on average , cleaner and had overtaken the lead on atmosphere processing levels for the past three years . Not that that was public knowledge yet , as far as it ' s isolated citizens knew the Reformed States were still leading the world on climate control . Mexico was still public enemy number one in propaganda , but only because they had become the default enemy over time . It was far more likely that her suspect was Canadian or a European Federalist . The days of Mexican dirty bomb scares were long over . She picked up a fresh chunk of skin with her pliers and placed it in the portable bioanalysis unit she had unpacked from her suitcase earlier . Pfft , typical OIR response . No offence , I know it ' s ' ya job ' an all . You ain ' t the first one I ' ve ' ad to bring up ' ere . But you ' ar the first doctor . The bioanalysis unit whirred . A red light flashed . She touched her index finger to the side of the device , then touched the same finger to her temple . Streams of data filled the right side of her vision . You want my opin ' n ? I ' recon it was probably just some dumb kid Blueganger got a grudge . It ain ' t that hard to get your hands onSarah ' s jaw dropped . . You okay lady ? ' A . O detected '. Artificial Organics . There ' s no way they could a subAI one all the way up here . and even if they could , they would have known we ' d find out eventually , why not just sacrifice a real body ? Unless . Oh god . Hey ! Sarah ! You right there ? She tapped her temple to turn off the display , then grabbed George ' s hand . What ' s the quickest way out of here ? What are you on about ? She grabbed him and moved towards the door . This one ' s a decoy . We have to leave . Right now .