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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