【Dystopia】反乌托邦原创故事(5)

‘Good morning,’ greeted a woman waiting for his arrival at the elevator door, her smile as wide as a wet moon, ‘how was the accident?’
Adam No.1 seemed puzzled as he stepped out of the elevator and asked back, ‘Where did you hear that from?’
“Agreed, by what means did Eve No.45071 learn of the accident.”
‘I… that… see…’ Her actions abruptly became jerky, the smile on her face uncomfortably opened and shut, like cogs lacking lubrication, or joints covered with rust. Word by word she managed to squeeze out a sentence, ‘I… read… a newspaper… about it…’