PROLOGUE [ THE EXCITING STUFF BEGINS IN CHAP 4 ] “You don’t mean that TV show, Mr. Ed?” I answered hesitantly. “Hit that one right on the head, but do you know why they picked the person to be Wilbur, the only human the horse would talk to?” “I have no... hey, who are you anyway and where are you exactly?” I asked, and then added, “Are you in that room right now?” “Just think about that question tonight, and I’ll tell you the answer tomorrow. Right now, I’ve gotta close up shop before the day-people get here, Frankenstein and his two evil assistants.” “Tomorrow?” I asked and looked inside the vent. I could see something moving, and then the sound of a grate closing on the other end. After a couple minutes of trying to get a better look, I gave up, pushed * the desk back and went to the Surgical Room. I did a quick clean-up, grabbed the frozen mice, and then headed to Shipping and Receiving. On my way, I thought about that voice again. Maybe, it was someone holding a smart-phone or tablet into the vent. I replayed that part again, but still couldn’t see anything behind it. It was obviously something that could move on its own and also smaller than the vent, but I also noticed something else. In my peripheral vision, it looked like Teddy’s eyes were glowing. Like it was some kind of robot, or an alien, or maybe an alien robot! Shit, with the military involved, that sure sounded feasible. That possibility got my imagina- tion going big time, and I totally forgot about the bloody bag. THURSDAY, OCTOBER 23rd
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