THE MOMENT
The President settled his gaze on the pair of visitors. An older gentleman, Norton, with salt and pepper hair and his bodyguard. The gentleman simply smiled at the president. His bodyguard was preoccupied with something that looked like a phone.
"It's impossible," the President said with a shake of his head. "There has to be another explanation." Norton shrugged.
"Ask as many scientists as you need to; they'll all give you the same answer." The President looked to the advisor that delivered the news; he nodded. The President sighed.
"They're gone...," he said. "You made the stars disappear...," Norton shook his head.
"All I did was show you what's really there," he said.
"But.. there's nothing..," the President said. Norton nodded. He slid a red clipboard across the desk to the President.
"And if you join Sharp Development, you can help us find out where everything is."