Adam knows that things will change very soon for him and his partner Manuel. Either he would force the change or it would be thrust upon them, and neither of them want to face what Dr. Worthington had referred to as a scrambling of their minds. But before they get out, brains scrambled or not, it is worth it to review the reason they have been secretly incarceration since 2017.
The men who had picked up Adam and Manuel from their cell in the local Kannapolis, North Carolina jail had presented themselves as Federal Agents investigating an explosion that had occurred earlier in the day at a nearby apartment complex.
“You are both going to die,” one of the men had said to Adam and Manuel, and Manuel went berserk in the backseat. Even though he was handcuffed, he struggled against them and cut the skin at his wrist.
“Let me the fuck iut of here,” Manuel screamed and he tried to kick the back of the front seats. But then one of the men stabbed him with a vial of something that made him lose consciousness.
Adam looked on calmly.
“We can do you too if you want,” the man said smiling from the front seat behind shades.
Adam shook his head cooly.
“Did that kill him?” Adam asked.
“Yeah,” one said and then both men laughed.
Adam looked at Manuel and he could see that he was still breathing. Whatever this is, Adam thinks to himself, they want us to be really scared, but they obviously don’t want us dead or we’d be dead now. And it was a good assumption.
After Dr. Roy Worthington’s laboratory exploded at the campus of Duke University, he was taken to the secret location of the Consortium of Human History headquarters. It was there that he first met with his superiors and the core leaders of the Consortium. They expressed their concerns at the news of incidents across the state of North Carolina, but assured Worthington that everything would be handled and his work would be contained and kept a secret of the Consortium.
“We don’t want to interrupt your work,” a woman, one of the leaders, had said to him. “What you are doing will definitely fill a need in another of our Branches, and we hope to have success in the next few years. What that means for us, is a stable biological change in test subjects and complete control of said subjects by more than one commander. From what I hear, those subjects from the complex were an excellent step toward that, from most of the work was destroyed when the apartment buildings were destroyed. Your lab was destroyed but of course we salvaged what we could from that. The question now is, who were the people who caused such a problem for us?”
Worthington shook his head. “We know what we have seen so far. These people are the people you read about in comic books, on conspiracy websites. But we don’t know why they did what they did today. Maybe we never will.”
“We found two of them in a jail cell. We can transfer them to your Branch for questioning.”
Worthington shrugged, “I should be able to extract what information they know.”
Adam and Manuel didn’t know anything Worthington didn’t already, and no amount of drugs could change that.
The only thing left was to let them go, or kill them, but there was no need to disappear law enforcement forever, not when they could be friends loyal to the Consortium. A good brain scramble could make that happen.
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