There was no horror left inside him, and yet still the prayer was
heard, repeating its endless cadence. NOT HER, OR IF IT MUST BE HER
THAT SOMEHOW SHE DIED QUICKLY. NO PLEASE, TAKE ME INSTEAD. Till in
his delirium he spoke to the soldier, and pleaded with him not to shoot.
He had to hold one hand with the other to make it work, but on his
third attempt punched in correctly: Ara Heidi Brunner, DOB 12/10/89.
The networked computers responded.