The Following Takes Place between 1PM and 2PM...

"We also want to 'institute campus-wide workshops to educate students on the advising process'" (from I support Maribeth Moore #70 for ASUC Senate), proudly announced the Vice President.

"So you're basically having advising... for advisors?" asked Morris.

But before the Vice President could respond, a bomb went off it the room. SQUELCH! team members had infiltrated the office and planted a weapon. Because they couldn't harm the Vice President without recieving at least 3 censures, the bomb was meant as a distraction. In the confusion, Morris deftly slipped out of his cuffs, rolled across the room, and stole the Vice President's gun.

"Where is the machine?" yells Morris.

"Don't you understand?" asks the Vice President, "Students want name brand candidates. Nobody actually wants change, they like things the way they are and don't care to change it. All SQUELCH! does is postpone the inevitable. Student Action is going to win whether you like it or not."

"I can't believe that," loudly whispered Morris as he stared in the Vice President's defiant eyes. But even as he said that, the Vice President slumped over.

"Wake up!" yelled Morris, but he knew what had happened. He opened the Vice President's mouth to see the remnants of a cyanide pill floating on his tongue.

The phone rings back at SQUELCH! headquarters. "Hello?" answers John O'Connor.

"O'Connor, it's Morris. The Vice President has killed himself. I've managed to escape, but they're going to assume it was me. I think their plan is much bigger than what we anticipated."

"I know", replied O'Connor, "polling places are exploding all over campus. Intellegence has suggested that there's a bug in the system that makes polling booths explode if the voter chooses to vote SQUELCH! The election council is considering shutting down the polls for today but they've decided to ignore any infractions/murders that take place in the next 24 hours because they forgot to clarify that murders were against the rules."

SQUELCH! Agent/Presidential Hopeful Joe Rothberg woke up in his hospital bed. His shoulder hurt but he was relieved to still be alive. A friend of his walked into the room. He thanked his friend for coming to visit him in the hospital. But the friend just smiled and hit Joe in the head, knocking him unconscious. The student put Joe into a laundary cart and quickly rolled the cart out of the hospital.