Part 1--5/20/2013
He had walked down the street, and up towards the building. A polished brass sign, 'Founded 1893' on the corner column. Well cared for brick, the painted wooden doors stood out in this place. The surrounding structures reaching beyond the eye can see, made from more common materials of glass, metal, and stucco in varying amounts. Walking into the back room his colleague was there waiting for him. As he sat down, his colleague passed him a manila folder.
"That was the last one." He spoke gravely, cautiously as he lit up a cigarette.
Looking through the folder. "It appears she died like like the second and the fifth ones. How was she disposed of?"
"The usual way. In piles of ash in the old foundry."
"She appears to have handled the procedure better than the other two at that. They broke down nearly as they woke up."
"Agreed. I believe we've made real strides by the time she came around. It appears a longer healing cycle between surgeries makes a large difference."
"Doesn't that go against your original hypothesis, that longer heal times would put unnecessary strain before the procedure was complete?"
"The mid-review states that of the five cases, the two with longer wait times were the most successful."
"Yes, but of the next five only the last seemed to work well with the treatment."
"Two of them were woefully unhealthy by the time we got around to treating them. One had additional health issues not reported on the physical. We believe the three cases that survived the procedure have proven themselves a promising beginning to perfecting the procedure."
"You do realize how difficult it is to procure these patients, right? We can't go about wasting time if this procedure cannot be perfected. We have found another five...clients for you. Significant progress, can keep this going. Don't fail us."
The first man opens his briefcase, pulls out a sealed envelope, and hands it to his colleague. He turned around and left the building.
Part 2
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