Across from the door was a desk nestled neatly into the opening of what was once the kitchen, I guessed. Being a student of architecture, I was sur... of it. Seated at the desk I saw a lovely young, about 25 or so, woman. She had a beautiful smile, but go figure, it is a dentist’s office, but her smile was more than just pearly white teeth, it seemed sincerely friendly and warm, my tensions eased a bit more as I crossed to introduce myself and noticed that she was more than a smile, she. It must have been embarrassing from himto plead with his little sister to help. I felt momentarily sorry forhim, so I opened the back door and looked around.It was eerily quiet for a few seconds. The rain made it difficult to seemuch at all and it was cold, but I walked the length of the patio asToby cowered in the door way. I was just about to turn back for thehouse when something crashed against the fence, which made us both jump.Well, I say jump, it made Toby give a little squeal and leap in. "Or else he might just sneak up and tap you one with a tranq." VIN!" Delight and relief played over Aliya's face. "Glad to see you are awake." Oh, I wish I weren't," Vin groaned as she struggled to sit up. Both Aliya and Doc rushed to help her."Hey, hey, easy now" The Doc exclaimed."I am not a wild animal." No, but you were severely mauled by one, or do you think I like sewing up gaping wounds for fun?"Vin felt a bit of pain right in the centre of her chest. Looking down she saw that it was. Suckers.I was escorted into an examination room. I sat there for about 5 minutesstaring at various wall decorations. A painting. A PhD degree. Variousartwork of atoms and DNA.Just then a male doctor in his 40's came into the room. "Hi I'm Dr.Fry," he said. "Thank you so much for volunteering for this trial." No problem," I said."May I ask if you're transgender?" he asked."What? No. I'm not Transgender." That was a weird question."Oh. OK," Dr. Fry said, looking a little disappointed and.