His shouts threatened the calm of the night, likely waking half the floor. Yet John didn't care about social etiquette or academy rules. He had already activated Frame Recognition, and through the door, he could see the glowing white special codes of a person standing just inside.
"John? What the hell went into you, man?!" Ricky's surprised, slightly annoyed voice came from behind the door.
"Open the goddamn door right now! Do you hear me?!"
John didn't have time to find a plausible excuse. He couldn't explain that he was suffering from a 2026 adrenaline-induced MP overflow caused by a ghost-AI. At this moment, his life was in grave danger. He had to handle this disaster first and worry about the aftermath, and Ricky's ego, later. He had roughly twenty minutes left, then… Kaboom!
"Man, if you are this light-headed, you shouldn't have drunk anything at all!"
