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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