Chapter 3
A young man walked into the room. Scott stood up; Queenie pointed her gun at him.
"Same rules as before kid. Stay in your seat, and shut your howling screamer." Queenie said. The man busied himself. Scott looked at him. While he done his work. Not out of worry that he couldn't save Brains. It was the way he looked. He looked just like him. Dark brown hair and blue eyes.
"Okay so you don't worry.I'll tell you step-by-step what I am doing." The kid said Scott finally caught a glimpse of the dude's security tag around his neck. It read Dr. Garen Tracy. The usual hair color, and eye color. Then he came across his age, 26. Damn doesn't look it.
"First, the cleaning of the wound." Garen said putting a goz pad in one hand and stepped away from the patient and poured alcohol all over the goz and walked back over and blotted around the wound and then the wound itself.
"How old is the subject?" Garen asked Scott refused to answer any more questions until he had finished. Garen nodded at Scott's silence.
"Queenie. Go get a syringe we need to take some blood. To make sure Mr. Brains hasn't caught anything icky." Garen said Queenie nodded and disappeared behind a door close to the window.
"I'd like to take some blood from you to sir. Just to make sure you don't have that disease that everyone seems to be getting on the mean lands.We don't need it here." Garen said and looked up at Scott.He just shrugged.
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Gordon walked into the lounge. Everything was different. Instead of he and his four brothers portraits all around the room. Jeff's desk sat in the center of the room and about fifteen or so replaced the portraits.
A young woman with brown hair sat with her back to him. Gordon walked in.
"Excuse me.I don't mean to be rude.or weird, but can you tell me if I'm dreaming." Gordon said and the girl spun the chair around.
"Very funny Brink. If Nora found out you were." The woman finally got a good look at Gordon, turned about pushed a button, pulled out a gun, then pointed it at him all in the same second.
"Hey I don't want trouble. I just want to know what the hell is going on."
"The answer to your question is yes you are crazy.crazy for trying to come in and steal our secrets. Do you work for Adnon? Never mind we'll torture it out of you." The woman said the lounge door opened and five people walked in. three women and 2 men. One woman stepped forward. Her hair light brown, but her eyes were covered by glasses.
"Explain yourself to us."
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John and Virgil floated on their backs. Every now and then bumping into one another. Something glowing fell into the pool. John and Virgil watched it tell it hit the water.
"What was that?" John asked. Virgil shrugged.
"Donno." The ground began to shake. Virgil and John swam to the edge of the pool and got out.
"What's going on Virgil.?" John said and fell to his hands and knees followed closely by Virgil.
Then it stopped, making the water in the pool start to churn. Virgil and John picked themselves up off the ground. Five boys stood before them. 2 girls were in the pool. They were young no more then 20.
"What did we do." Virgil asked John who shrugged.
A young man walked into the room. Scott stood up; Queenie pointed her gun at him.
"Same rules as before kid. Stay in your seat, and shut your howling screamer." Queenie said. The man busied himself. Scott looked at him. While he done his work. Not out of worry that he couldn't save Brains. It was the way he looked. He looked just like him. Dark brown hair and blue eyes.
"Okay so you don't worry.I'll tell you step-by-step what I am doing." The kid said Scott finally caught a glimpse of the dude's security tag around his neck. It read Dr. Garen Tracy. The usual hair color, and eye color. Then he came across his age, 26. Damn doesn't look it.
"First, the cleaning of the wound." Garen said putting a goz pad in one hand and stepped away from the patient and poured alcohol all over the goz and walked back over and blotted around the wound and then the wound itself.
"How old is the subject?" Garen asked Scott refused to answer any more questions until he had finished. Garen nodded at Scott's silence.
"Queenie. Go get a syringe we need to take some blood. To make sure Mr. Brains hasn't caught anything icky." Garen said Queenie nodded and disappeared behind a door close to the window.
"I'd like to take some blood from you to sir. Just to make sure you don't have that disease that everyone seems to be getting on the mean lands.We don't need it here." Garen said and looked up at Scott.He just shrugged.
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Gordon walked into the lounge. Everything was different. Instead of he and his four brothers portraits all around the room. Jeff's desk sat in the center of the room and about fifteen or so replaced the portraits.
A young woman with brown hair sat with her back to him. Gordon walked in.
"Excuse me.I don't mean to be rude.or weird, but can you tell me if I'm dreaming." Gordon said and the girl spun the chair around.
"Very funny Brink. If Nora found out you were." The woman finally got a good look at Gordon, turned about pushed a button, pulled out a gun, then pointed it at him all in the same second.
"Hey I don't want trouble. I just want to know what the hell is going on."
"The answer to your question is yes you are crazy.crazy for trying to come in and steal our secrets. Do you work for Adnon? Never mind we'll torture it out of you." The woman said the lounge door opened and five people walked in. three women and 2 men. One woman stepped forward. Her hair light brown, but her eyes were covered by glasses.
"Explain yourself to us."
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John and Virgil floated on their backs. Every now and then bumping into one another. Something glowing fell into the pool. John and Virgil watched it tell it hit the water.
"What was that?" John asked. Virgil shrugged.
"Donno." The ground began to shake. Virgil and John swam to the edge of the pool and got out.
"What's going on Virgil.?" John said and fell to his hands and knees followed closely by Virgil.
Then it stopped, making the water in the pool start to churn. Virgil and John picked themselves up off the ground. Five boys stood before them. 2 girls were in the pool. They were young no more then 20.
"What did we do." Virgil asked John who shrugged.