"Dr. Makawata, please tell me your discovery!" I pleaded for about the hundred millionth time.
"Do I need to tell you again? You have to wait until the press conference, just like the rest of the world. I mean, we are flying to New York this weekend," Dr. Makawata, predictably, answered. He was a nice man, around five years older than I was.
I hadn't given up yet, but I subconsciously knew that I'd never get him to tell. I'd have to wait until the press conference, but I knew I could wait three days until Sunday, the conference.
The next day, Dr. Makawata didn't show up for work. He must have gotten sick, which is odd for him. He never gets sick, I thought to myself.
When Dr. Makawata came back the next day, totally fine, the testing vampire was acting really weird. We had her locked up and monitored, so we couldn't hear anything she said, but she always acted this way when a new employee was hired, which wasn't often. The general public didn't know about vampires yet. We were both going to announce the discovery of vampires to the public at the press conference, and then he would announce his discovery. I couldn't wait. Tomorrow was the day! At three o'clock today, we'd get on the plane to New York.