Perfect

Jason

I was taken back by what I just heard. This just opened up a whole new bunch of questions. As if I still don't have a lot on my mind.

"Jason?"

"Yes?"

"You're so old. I mean...Did you live on Renee Street?"

"Yes. Long ago. How did you know?"

"I am...I'm...I'm your dad. I've been away for 58 years and they brought me here for observation. They didn't tell me you were working here. I'm Richard Segmond."

He just stared into space for what seemed like a good few minutes.

"Dad?", It looked like he was about to cry, "You look so young."

"I'm still 31 years old. You were only about two years old when I had the accident and disappeared. This is awkward. My son is twice my age."

We hugged a bit and then I said, "We have a lot to talk about, and I have a lot of questions. Let's go to the cafeteria and talk over coffee."

While we were at the cafeteria we talked for a very long time. We had a lot of catch-up to do. I was so happy to be reunited with my son that I had forgotten about how angry I was with Sam and Professor Ootrub. Before we knew it,it was dinner time. We both ate there in the cafeteria and talked even more. Then it was closing time, so I invited Jason to my apartment. he showed me how to use the strange things in my kitchen.  The microwave oven as I found out it is called, was really great once I knew how to use it. 

After a while Jason became tired. It was only 10 PM, but he's 60, so, you know. He went home, and I sat on my sofa to do some reading. I was quite happy with how the day ended up turning out.

I read a couple of chapters, and then I heard it. That distant high-pitched vacuum cleaner sound with the intermittant beeps. I ignored it this time, and just continued reading. As I read, the sound became louder, as if whatever was making the sound was getting closer. I was curious, so I got up and walked to the window, and I opened the curtains just enough so one eye could peer out.

This time the flashing yellow thing was out of the woods and hovering at the end of the property. Just at the edge of the forest line, but not quite at the patio.

It seemed to have saw me I think, because as soon as I opened the curtain to look out, the sound stopped and the flashing yellow turned to solid red just as it did last time. I quickly closed the curtain and thought, 'What the hell is that thing?'. More questions for The Professor in the morning, but for now, I'm done. Good night.