"Let's hope Rufus's taste isn't too extreme!" was the last thing Phil said before Mac took each of them over. It was pure chance the way it worked out. Phil, fit and lean, hadn't reckoned for what went next. With a jerk, he became instantly immobile. Mac was immobilising him while sucking out his youth. Cat, seeing Phil's sudden spasm, immediately thought he'd had a stroke. She would have helped but for the fact that she couldn't move either. In Mac's programming, temporary paralysis was essential for success.
In Yorkshire, Rufus screamed "What the fuck?"
Mac had synced with Mac2.