Taurian Invasion 3: Inducement


Meanwhile…

“Hi mom, I’m home.”

“You sound happy. Did something good happen at work today?”

“Not even close. I pissed off my supervisor when I didn’t get depressed when he yelled at me over stupid stuff again.”

“Alan, that’s a terrible attitude!”

“I know. I’m going to pay for it later.”

“So why are you in such a good mood?”

“You know that game that I’ve been wasting my time on for the last year or so? Last night I won.”

“I thought you said that the game would go on forever without there being a winner.”

“I thought so too, but it turns out that you can win if you get a dominant enough position, and apparently, I’m the first one in the whole world to do it! What’s more, I won some sort of prize for it.”

“That’s great sweetie, and I’m proud of you, but try not to let it ruin the rest of your life. Do you want me to make you something for dinner?”

“If you’d make me a sandwich, you would be more awesome than you already are.”

“Flatterer.”

I head in and fire up my computer and pull up my account. I haven’t even had time to check my messages when a chat request from the administrators comes up. The same administrator as last night appears again and this time he looks excited.

“Hello there, Mr. Spencer. How are you feeling tonight?”

“Please, call me Allen, and I’m doing pretty well, I guess.”

“Well, that is good. I thought that your victory would only be a big deal to those of us in the game department, but you have really got the whole company excited. The Director himself called me and asked about you. You seem to have solved an insoluble problem and that seems to have impressed some people.”

“I was just enjoying the game. I don’t think I did anything all that big.”

“Well, it was enough that the people here at Prometheus want to take a closer look at you. In fact, we are willing to pay you five thousand dollars plus airfare for you to come and visit us for two weeks and answer questions about what you did and how you did it.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Not at all. You’ll find a message on your mail that has an airline voucher and directions on how to set up your expenses account at your bank. So what do you think? Is this a great prize or what?”

“Yeah! So, when am I supposed to go?”

“Well, there’s no expiration date, so you can go any time you want. Heck, you could leave tonight and be here by morning, but you’re probably tired so you should at least wait until morning.”

“I really don’t know what to say.”

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll talk when you get here.”

There is a knock at the door. “Here’s your sandwich, Allen.”

“Mom, you’re not going to believe this…”

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