Chapter 3

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As I drove I forgot about what Tiffany said about the other people, I forgot the names.

Whoops

I got there in about 15 minute from the place where I interviewed Tiffany. The parking lot was empty which ment it was close, or this place has no business.

I got out and got a whif of a foul smell, one that I could not recognize.

I hurried in as a man at a desk said "Sorry were close" He just played on his phone while he had his feet on the desk.

"No, I am Doctor Benzedrine. The one who-"
"Oh its that Doctor whos not really a doctor."
"Well I mean.."

"Shut up and follow me." He slapped his phone down and went(z) out. I followed him to a back room. It was dark so the man turned on the light. There was a box Tv with green oze dripping off the sides of the screen. The place had also been wrecked.

"Say, I never got your name" I said to the man

"SandMan. but my friends call me Sandy."

"Ok Sandy-"
"I said my FRIENDS"

I stayed quiet until I walked to the Tv, making sure not to touch it, I carefully put some in a bag, seal it tight so none ecapes.

"Done? Can I go home now?" Sandman said. Such an odd name. But then again my name is  Benzedrine so I really shouldnt talk.

"You could have gone awhile ago." I said while examining the room

"Yeah but i wanted to know what you wanted to say about this. This is my only source of income, If this place gets Shut down, Im basically broke!"

"Well i cant say for sure. I will let you know when i can get this analyzed."
"Ok"

Dead silence.

"So is this the only place your visting?" He asked.

"No I have two other places to go. A stadium and a ship." 

I took out the paper and showed it to him.

"Oh my god I always wanted to go there when I was a kid! Now its only for rich snobs. Say, Can I go with?" He asked me. He basically gave me puppy eyes.

Heck who was I to say no to company? I agreed and we set off to the stadium in my car, He said he dosnet have a car yet so he has to walk to work.

But then again this is Government work. But something told me I could trust him.

(No not that kind, im not doing that no thanks nu uh  no ships like that.)

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