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than I want to know to ensure the safety of my life and my family's life. My initial gut instinct

estimates I am now several miles below the surface of Scottsville in what looks to be some secret

government-run science experiment and laboratory.

Chapter 7

"Have I witnessed too much already?"

Becoming more paranoid about my safety, I briskly walk around the entire office parameter in

search of anything that remotely looks identical to the automatic paper towel dispenser that

previously activated the urinal like the elevator that just ten minutes ago transported me to this

very odd black carpeted medical office. Unsuccessful in my attempts to locate the possible on

and off Urinal elevator switch, I sigh in frustration and walk directly over to the lovely dark

maple and green leather office chair. I sit down, and I prop my white tennis shoes over the left

corner edge of Dr. Miller's gorgeous maple colored desk panning my vision around the room for

more clues to help me ascertain the nature of what looked to be some highly advanced medical

or scientific laboratory toy.

The office fully equipped with computer, monitor, mouse, and keyboard appeared

extraordinarily new and clean. I grab the mouse and out of habit waive the mouse around to see

if the user of this computer logged into their system. By pure random luck, Dr. Millers e-mail

and calendar schedule for today appeared with the exact room number. Under the experiment

names, "Psych" room number five forty-seven noted as the location of today's research room.

Snooping around Dr. Miller's desktop, I find a folder marked "Confidential-Repeaters" and

double click opening what looks to be the personal profiles and medical history for hundreds of

males and females ages ranging from 1 month old to Mr. Davis a ninety-year-old male.