After a couple minutes of trying  
to get a better look, I gave up. I     
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.           
     It’s not an excuse, I know, but it
also didn’t help that the Dirty-Side   
was packed, wall to wall, with racks   
and racks of dirty cages.              
     We had until noon to catch up     
before more dirty cages would start    
coming in like herds of cattle, and    
even though I was busy, Teddy was still
on my mind the whole time.             
     By lunch, we had it all under     
control. Unfortunately, that’s also    
when I remembered the bloody bag, but  
as soon as I saw Alicia, I told her all
about it.                              



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