text: Prime or composite, it didn’t matter. Years of tensions had been put aside as Seven threatened to end the numerical order. Seven had just partially cannibalized his own wife, Nine. To make matters worse, he was now holding Six hostage and threatening to cut open his enclosed circle. The remaining numbers from One to Ten secretly met on a plane to evaluate the possible solutions. “Our whole society is divided, this just a sine of the times,” One hysterically shrieked amidst the frantic discussion. “I know why he ate his wife!” Ten abruptly exclaimed. Four rolled her eyes, “Oh look, of course Mr two-digits thinks he knows the answer.” “No, no, listen, Seven recently said he was going on a new diet and I bet you he wanted to start eating 3 squared meals per day,” Ten explained. The rest of the numbers turned to each other and slowly begun to nod their heads in agreement. “It all adds up,” a wide-eyed Eight whispered to himself. “What has Six got to do with it with it though?” Two asked. Ten pondered the question for a brief moment, “I don’t know, but I bet we can carry over what we’ve worked out to calculate the answer, let’s go!” The numbers sheepishly followed their largest member as he went to confront Seven. Nine’s half-eaten carcass lay at Seven’s feet, now resembling a J. As Ten got closer to Seven, the homicidal digit tightly wrapped his slender arm around Six. Ten pleaded, “Seven, please stop, we know you killed your +1 because of your new diet, let Six go and we can work something out.” Seven sighed and bowed his head. As his grip on Six loosened, the numbers began to sigh in relief. But just as Six began his bounce towards freedom, Seven rabidly started to stab his captive. The numbers collectively gasped in shock. “You fools know nothing!” Seven screamed. Breathing heavily and foaming at the mouth, he continued, “I caught Six with Nine doing unspeakable things, things she should only do with me!” Ten slowly backed away to the safety of his fellow digits, who were trembling in fear. The numbers watched in horror, as Seven bent down to closely examine the mutilated corpses of Six and his former +1, and menacingly whispered, "now, we're even.