I put down the scalpel and bone saw, then cover the eviscerated bodies with a cloth and put them back in cold storage.
I put the finishing touches on the scroll of research that I am doing and put it away with a great deal of satisfaction.
It is as I thought. I do so love being right.
I glance at the star chart next to me. Just how long have I been down here? I often get lost in research. Especially such fruitful research. I leave the lab and look for a newspaper.
November 7? I've been working for seven months?
I take a good look around. Are you
people still here?
I page through the
news Huh. I should have known. You people are easily amused.
But entertaining. Always entertaining.
I think I have been preoccupied for too long. Time for me to get out and see what's going on.