"Gender Critical!!!!" she screamed. I looked up at the dials. Indeed, I realized with shock, the Gender Levels had reached critical mass. A meltdown was imminent. "It’s too late to seal the core," I whispered. "My god," she replied, her hands shaking, "everyone will get transgendered… everyone…"
She coughed, suddenly, and froze.
Her hand slowly touched her throat, eyes wide as she looked at the terrified technician staring at her.
"Oh no. It’s already starting! Activate security protocols! Seal the Campus!"