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Written by Tor Duane
Tuesday, 06 November 2007

Last Updated ( Wednesday, 07 November 2007 )

Louis Tanner graduated first in his class from Harvard Medical School. He was whisked away immediately after graduation by a huge Swiss drug conglomerate to be their top scientist. The methods and techniques he pioneered were the stuff of lore. A mythical scenario so unbelievable the top medical journals all refrained from even acknowledging Tanner’s breakthroughs. Breakthroughs that tugged at the very essence of the human soul.Deep underground for seven years now, Louis sits with his associate, Mandy, a bright young scientist he recently snagged from a think tank in Berkeley. Louis asks Mandy, "Are you comfortable with the areas we’ve been exploring? I need you to be with me 100% with no qualms or concerns for what may happen."

"I’m totally with you, Doctor. I realize the research Hitler’s scientists performed was of some value, if you put aside his treacherous intents," replies Mandy.

"Very good, let us proceed. Please bring me the brain scanner. Make sure it is tuned precisely to the hyper alpha mode. I want no resonance frequencies permeating the lab that may be detected by government satellites."

"Coming right up, Dr. Tanner."

"Alright, get Bruno to bring in the next selected couple." Mandy nods to Bruno standing at the door. Bruno opens the door and the nervous couple comes in. Dr. Tanner guides them to the two waiting chairs. Mandy rolls up the equipment package. "Please, have a seat. We’ll first be analyzing you both with our brain scanner to pick up any innate abilities and tendencies you may not be aware of."

"Will it hurt?" asks the girl, Candy. Her boyfriend, Tooey, waits for the answer with a front of calm across his face.

"Not if you don’t squiggle," replies Mandy with a little grin as she hooks them both up with electrodes and other probing devices under their fingernails, in their mouths, ears and noses. Mandy then puts the holographic goggles on the couple.

Tooey asks in a muffled voice, "How long is this gonna take?"

Mandy answers, "Not long as long as you’re not a Mr. Wiggle Butt. Please sit still, Tooey. You both look lovely."

"You might feel a little something when we turn on the machine," offers Dr. Tanner. Both Tooey and Candy tense up. Dr. Louis turns a few knobs. He taps Candy on the shoulder, asking, "Did you know that you have a very good potential to be a lesbian?" Candy gasps. "Not that you are, of course." He then taps Tooey on the shoulder, asking, "Tooey, did you know that you have an innate ability to come up with very creative curse words? Not that you do, of course." Dr. Tanner turns to Mandy. "Mandy, please adjust the device to the soul search mode." Mandy lifts a hydraulic lever slowly. We hear a tone grow in loudness and frequency. "Don’t be afraid, kids. Now we’re looking for the real deal that will tell us if you’re indeed candidates for our accelerated breeding process."

"That’s what we’ve been dreaming of, Dr. Tanner. Just the chance to have some kids that will be all grown up in about two or three years so we can tell them about our glory days and they can take care of us. That’s all," says Candy in a dreamy voice.

"I hope we make it, baby," says Tooey to Candy in a confident voice.

"We’ll know in a minute, you special lovers," offers Mandy soothingly.

"Wait, I’m getting something," says Dr. Tanner in a crisp, urgent voice. There is a long silence. "I’m very sorry."

"What?! What is it?" asks Tooey.

"What does it say?" chimes in Candy.

"I’m afraid Tooey doesn’t really want kids, he’s only saying that so you’ll marry him and he can live off your family’s fortune," reveals Dr. Tanner. Mandy and Candy both gasp. "I’m afraid we need soul readings that support a true desire for breeding before we could ever experiment on you with our accelerated process. It’s just good science. Please remove the attachments, Mandy."

Once Candy is clear of the wires, tubes and cables, she leans forward and slaps Tooey across the face.

"I’m sorry, honey," offers Tooey. He looks at Dr. Louis. "You and your damn machine." Tooey and Candy exit. Dr. Tanner sighs. Mandy raises her eyebrows.

"Bring in the next couple, please, Mandy," commands the Doctor. Mandy nods to Bruno.