<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Brody%20Cooper/48824.jpg)</div><br/>Having succeeded in out funning the cops once again, Brody Cooper found himself in the café. Still out of breath a little as he milk shake was poured and brought to him table, he took a deep breath and began to drink the strawberry goodness. He smiled at the cute waitress that serviced him and watched with delight as she swayed back to the counter.<br/><br/>The harmony was soon disrupted by a couple of load mouthed middle age men would thought it was important to announce their arrival to the seven already relaxing punters. They looked as if they were from ENCOM or some such company and their conversation soon quieten down as they took their seats one table down from Brody. His ears would spend the next few minutes as they slurped down their coffee to a pair of bacon and egg sandwiches as they quietly discussed ‘The Secret’.<br/><br/>Curiosity would indeed get the better of him as he finished off his drink and left to wait in hiding for the two men to walk on by as he had decided to follow them back to the place of work. How he would get in well that would be an adventure in itself.<br/><br/>He found himself in an air vent over looking some kind of strange machinery. People seemed to be coming and going from it. Reappearing and disappears as the machine lit up on command. He scratched his head with confusion until finally he decided he had to know where they were going.<br/><br/>He waited for the next one to ‘go through’ and then the room was empty. Sliding the ventilation grid away was easy as he had already removed the screws. He walked over to the console and started pressing buttons. He had to know where they were going and coming from. He would soon be enlightened but what he would see and feel next was the last thing he expected.<br/><br/>Unbeknownst to him the laser behind him had started to fire up. It struck him hard in the back as the strangest feeling came over him. It started at the point where the laser first hit him and moved outwards from there. He looked down and could not see his mid section. Then his arms and legs vanished. What had he done? Where his last thoughts before he vanished from the room into a tunnel of light.<br/><br/>His skin crawled with what he could not tell. He did not like it and desperately wanted to go home. It was too late, however, for such fancies as the white light cleared from his mind and he found himself standing in a large in descript room. He was still clothed in what appeared at first glance to be his clothes, however, after further inspection they clearly were not. No texture remained. His woollen overcoat had been simplified to its base colour and no visible weave could be seen. He stood there practically freaking out as all this wonder around him materialised. All his could say was a question and the question was “What the ‘fuck’ is going on?”