Chapter 7: A Busy Week

I spent the next week smuggling lab reports, notes, and schematics out of the lab and into my garage. I didn't have time to read through everything so I skimmed everything looking for more clues about the MC Device. Trying to identify the focal point of each investigation was impossible. I was amazed at the breadth of the lab's researches and the sheer number of projects that had run concurrently. Every conceivable area was included: mind control, time travel, fantastic weapons of destruction, and various occult topics. The reasons for these inquiries were unclear but the fact that there had been results was undeniable. I was able to smuggle several schematics out of the lab in addition to the prototype MC Device I had retrieved earlier. Soon, my small apartment was crowded with piles of bound reports and notebooks and tubes of diagrams and blueprints. The lab reports often held false trails, some seemed deliberate, that caused me to study the reports into the wee hours of the morning.

One Saturday morning I lay dazed on my cheap, ratty couch. My brain was fried from the stress of weeding through the voluminous library in the lab, getting the material out of the bunker, and trying to make sense of the techno-occult lab reports. I was roused by a light knock on the door. Struggling off the couch, I stumbled through the mess to the door. Opening the door I saw Lucy standing on the doorstep, nervously shifting from one foot to the other.