Chapter 32

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It didn't take the scientists and security guards long to notice children were missing from their room. In fact, they didn't have to notice at all. They watched it happen on the security cameras.

There were direct orders from Mr. Aldrich, to let the children think they escaped as soon as the opportunity provided itself. The man knew it would happen this way. He knew they would not try to head home when it did—especially if their family was still here.

He'd known they would wander and try to find the labs. That was exactly what he wanted. In the time the children had sat in the room, Mr. Aldrich had made his way into the public-school records of the Lake Ballard High tenth grade class. He'd taken a look at Ody's grades.

After all the praise Penny had given her brother in her interviews, the man was intrigued to discover whether the boy lived up to the admiration. He was most pleasantly surprised to find straight As in Ody's history. With the exception of the past few days, the boy had nearly perfect attendance. He'd won two science fairs.

As the Winter children's elementary education, it was a little more difficult to find that because they were homeschooled. But after discussing the children with the FBI, he was even more delighted to find their yearly test scores the state of New York held.

The children were skilled. Ody especially seemed to have had a hand in Devlin's work before the man had been accepted into the very first Post Sunday Experiment.

As Mr. Aldrich sat awake, staring at the security monitor screens, he watched the Winters wander the empty halls of the Pentagon's fifth basement. He had a strange feeling that these two children presented a chance to get the team out of the dead end they had reached in their research.

Aldrich had been studying Technasma ever since he found a way to safely secure the Post Sunday. The president of the united states had taken a great interest into the man's technological abilities that advanced many other countries.

The president had gathered several of the scientists he had been keeping tabs on over the years. He'd asked them to study a brain disease that had very little research surrounding it at the time.

When the four scientists showed up to listen to the offer years beforehand, they had each rejected the new project. Devlin was newly married with his first baby on the way, Ramona was new to the country, Damien had just lost his daughter in a car accident months before, and Benjamin was planning on retiring with his fifth grandchild on the way.

They were all too busy to focus on a new project. But the president had been watching them. He knew that if these people of different backgrounds could work together, they'd be able to do anything considering their extensive educations, experiences, and eagerness. They were dedicated people whose IQs were off the charts.

If these people worked together on this project, they'd have a better chance of solving it than anyone else. So, when young Aldrich proposed his idea of Post Sunday Experiment, the president knew this was the answer.

Offering a high price and the convenience of the Post Sunday Experiment to Mr. Aldrich, Dr. Ammon, Dr. Winter, Dr. Neloms, and Dr. Plomin, the president of the united states convinced the team to take the job.

What happened afterwards was history. The team lived their regular lives, but every Sunday night they dedicated themselves to the lab until Monday morning. Other employees and doctors joined the team and they expanded their laboratories, yet the original team remained the same.

Over those next few years, they discovered a lot yet not all.

They needed a cure before they could alert and treat the public of this peculiar affliction. With that, he'd finally be able to take a vacation. He wouldn't have people climbing up his sleeves and the pressure of the president's expectations on his shoulders.

Until then, Mr. Aldrich was a rat in a cage. He couldn't escape until the cure was found.

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In the fifth basement two floors beneath Mr. Aldrich's shoes stood two children on the outside of a certain room.

On the inside of that five-sided circle was a large room hundreds of feet long full of the testing equipment and knowledge on all they knew of the disease. That's why they called it, "the alpha lab." In the early morning, Mr. Aldrich bent over the monitor screens. He watched the Winter children enter the alpha lab.

Mr. Aldrich pushed a button to ensure the door would be unlocked. He zoomed in on the figures as they pushed the concrete and entered.

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