texts: Of course, it would have to be someone with access to the Prevision in the first place, someone fairly high up -- </s> <s> Shhh.  You know what I hear? </s> <s> What?
labels: Nothing.  No footsteps coming up the stairs.  No hovercraft out the window.  No clickity click of little spyders.  No one crashing through that door.  And do you know why I don't hear any of those things, Danny?  Because right now, the Precogs can't see.