Despite the excitement of his discovery of his super powers the rest week dragged on for far to long in Carlton's opinion. The high points being going to church on Sunday and drill at the fire department on Tuesday nothing happened to lift his feelings of social isolation. The sensations of water around him were still heavy on his mind and he glad that they hadn't needed to flow water at drill dreading sheer abuse of water forcing it through a pump and shooting away. He dared not talk openly about his new found abilities for fear of further alienation from his few reliable social connections and the possibility of being put on a government list disclosed to members of the public. Given the general disdain and even hostility by some radical groups.<br/><br/>Carlton's prospects for finding work outside the fire department seemed to coincidentally dry up with his discovery of his powers. He was getting desperate and he didn't really care what he had to do to make money but he would not turn to crime. He was able to sustain himself with what he had but the slim margin between the money he had with his retirement checks and the cost of living in his apartment left much to be desired. With all other possibilities exhausted and applied for the strange posting came to his attention and it read<span style="font-style: italic">"Wanted: Special game hunters. Testing every Saturday at ten in the morning in our office."</span>Carlton filled the short form reserving the last seat for the next testing session paying a small fee that would be reimbursed should he pass the test. With the futile tasks of the day completed even in token Carlton continued his idle experimentation with his powers as he watched his favorite political commentary channel till the sun went down.<br/><br/>Carlton rubbed the sleep from his eyes despite driving for almost two hours he was hardly awake. Now he was driving down a rural highway to a small forest town that the "testing center" was located at. His cell phone in a mount giving him GPS guidance occasionally interrupting his favorite songs as he drove along. Several miles past the town Carlton came to a compound with old stone walls and a cast iron gate that was open. The compound was a collection of run down portable buildings of various shapes and sizes with an old house in the southwestern corner. The south east corner of the compound was a small graveyard populated by very plain concrete crosses with a single empty grave. Around the compound seemed to be laborers standing around or mindlessly performing some menial task. Regardless of the compound's oddity it was the address on the website and there were several cars and trucks parked next to a building that was designated as an office. Carlton had a sense of unease getting out of his car and he swore the laborers were watching him but none of them were looking in his direction as he walked up to the door.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8000FF">"You must be Carlton. You aren't late but we started without you since everyone else arrived early. Find an empty desk and get started on the test using the resources provided. Hand in your test when you are finished, there is no time limit and cheating is forbidden."</span>A voice greeted him as he entered a room set up like a classroom with ten small tables and nine men taking tests at their own tables. Carlton sat down at the only empty table and looked over the test examining it. The test consisted of images and descriptions of various game and asked for them to be described or named via multiple choice. The resources provided consisted of three books, one was a text book of game, one was a hunting guide for the pacific northwest and the last one seemed to be some unofficial book on cryptozoology also based in the pacific northwest. Carlton's attention was drawn to the last book out of wild curiosity and at any other time he would be all over reading it for his entertainment but he set it to the side doubting its relevance. He looked around and from what he could see the other test takers had done the same. Carlton noticed the proctor's attention was on him and he quickly got started on his test to avoid.<br/><br/>The test was strange and Carlton didn't get far very quickly. In the blurry pictures printed on the test the animals depicted seemed normal but had one or two details wrong like a deer with the eyes of a goat or hoof prints that did not match the official information. Nothing added up between cross referencing the first two books and the test. Carlton scratched his head and turned his attention to the third book and scanned through it finding the answers that had alluded him in minor details. The third book had no pictures but explained the incorrect aspects of the images on the test as rare specimens of hybrid animals. The other test takers began handing their tests in as Carlton reached the final page catching up to most of the group. Carlton lied to himself pretending that hearing other people finish before him didn't stress him out but he didn't let those feelings of being behind the curve make him miss any small detail as he finished up.<br/><br/>Carlton sat down after handing his test in and there was one thing left to do wait. The proctor was grading the tests handed and waiting for the last test taker to pass his test in. Before long all the tests were in and the proctor had graded them all. The proctor sat up and said,<span style="color: #8000FF">"I will call out your names, if your name is called you can leave and you will not be advancing to the next stage in the hiring process. Please leave."</span>The proctor read of names one by one until Carlton remained alone in the room with the proctor. After a short awkward silence Carlton spoke up,<span style="color: #00BF00">"What happens now sir?"</span>The proctor curtly replies,<span style="color: #8000FF">"I will have to ask you some questions and then you will receive my conditional offer."</span>