The earth was cracked and dry, and there wasn't the tiniest sign of moisture anywhere. Mike continued looking, and noticed that the earth that was near the building was scorched. "It was probably from the flamethrowers" he thought. "What exactly is happening out there?" asked Mike. "Well, since we will all be dead soon, I might as well tell you," replied Jack. "Every bit of plant life on our planet has come to life, and is quite literally sucking the earth dry. We are battling with the plants now, trying to keep them away from our main water sources, but our ability to fight them is limited. We prepared for all of this, thought we could control it. We were going to make more money on this than the big oil companies ever dreamed of. Provide food and water to everyone, create new jobs reconstructing cities all across the world."
"The plants took over much faster than we thought, and they were able to spread the fertilizer without our help. The worst part of it is that the plants are intelligent, we aren't sure if this is a side effect of the fertilizer or if this was always the case. But after just one shot from our flamethrowers, they knew the effective range of them and to keep their distance. The entire world is under siege, and we have enough water here to hold out for about a month if we can keep the plants out." Mike was welling up with anger, and had his fist curled by this time. His blood was beginning to boil, his heart pumping adrenaline through his system. The bracelet beeped, and Mike drew his fist back to hit Jack. What Mike got instead was the butt of a gun in the side of the head. Mike staggered and dropped to his knees, and Jack knelt down to meet eyes with him. "There is nothing we can do about it now, so there is no use for violence Mike," Jack said. "How else would you expect me to react? Did you really think you could just own the world?" Mike's eyes flared with anger.
"There has to be a way to stop this, to remove what the fertilizer has done, right?" asked Mike. "There are none that we know of yet, although we are working on a plant killer that we can use on a global scale." said Jack. "A global scale? Certainly that is not necessary considering the fertilizer is not everywhere, right? Every bit of life on the planet would be wiped out if you did that, and even if you found a way to localize it to just one continent, the effect on the planet would be incalculable." Mike continued his speech, and his tone changed to a helpful one. "When the fertilizer first arrived at the nursery, the guys and I took a dare. I ate a spoonful of it, and was really sick that night." "Go on," said Jack. "The next morning was really strange, I didn't touch my breakfast, and drank 3 glasses of water. When I got outside, I felt like I was in a nice warm bath, the sun felt so relaxing and my head was spinning with thoughts that were not my own. Maybe the plants were trying to communicate with me, or maybe I was just sick from the fertilizer, I don't really know yet."
"The fact that you survived eating it is a miracle, and it would be a miracle for us if you could communicate with the plants." Jack seemed excited about this new development. "Shall we test your theory out Mike?" asked Jack. "It might just be our only hope," said Mike.
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