We will resume our hourly broadcasts tomorrow morning at zero eight hundred hours, Greenwich Mean Time. Until then…” Hanna closed her eyes for a moment. “Until then…”
“What’s she doing?” the program director wondered as he watched the monitor. He watched the monitor as Hanna looked down at the desk then off to the side, as if searching for words. “Cue closing music and fade to…”
“No, wait!” Brent interrupted. “Let her speak.”
“A week ago, someone told me that we all had to carry on as if everything would be okay,” Hanna began. “He was wrong.” She looked down again for a moment, swallowing hard before continuing. “Everything is not going to be okay. Everything is going to change. Some of us will live and some of us will die. Most of us will die. But life will continue. We will continue. Differently than before, yes, but continue we shall. What other choice do we have?” Hanna wiped a tear from her cheek. “Take care of each other. Take care of your neighbors, and let them take care of you. Those of us that do survive will have to pull together, or perish. We will stay right here, and we will bring you the news, both good and bad. We will keep you informed so that we might all survive… together.” Hanna hung her head down, squinting and pursing her lips as if fighting to maintain control of her emotions. She swallowed again, dry as her mouth was, and took in another breath. She raised her head and looked directly at the camera, tears running down her cheeks as she spoke in a broken voice. “I’m Hanna Bohl… Netcast News World, New York.”
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