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thriller,
supernatural,
demons,
Angels,
Aliens,
Conspiracy Theories,
Fallen Angels,
bilderberg group,
christian elements,
middle east war,
population control
she spoke to in that hallway. Something
about it was important. He sensed it was the key to what he’d been
desperately searching for but had been unable to find.
Realizing, he’d been
staring at the wall, he returned his attention to the magazine in
his lap. The headline warned of an approaching war between Israel
and Iran. Beneath the headline was the question: Is this the beginning of the end? He wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it. If
only people knew... This wasn’t where the real action was taking
place. But soon after he’d begun to work, he learned that the media
reported on events that masked the more pressing issues facing
mankind.
The front door opened, so he glanced
at who was entering the building. As soon as he recognized Alex
Cameron, he looked away, too ashamed to make eye contact. Devon’s
business at Area 51 had to do with what he and Vanessa did to him
there. He took a deep breath and pretended to be interested in the
article in front of him.
Alex went to the receptionist and
checked in for his appointment.
Devon purposely kept his head lowered
so Alex couldn’t see his face too well. None of the people ever
recognized him after the experiments at Area 51, but there was
always that chance they’d wonder if they saw Devon before. Devon
wondered if Alex went to see Dr. Reyes because of that night. It
wouldn’t be the first time someone visited a psychiatrist
afterwards. Pushing aside an onslaught of self-accusations, Devon
checked his watch again.
Alex sat three chairs down from him
and picked up a Reader’s Digest. Good, Devon thought. Alex wasn’t
the type of person to make conversation while waiting for an
appointment.
Vanessa came out of the office with
Dr. Reyes a good five minutes later.
“ Here’s the prescription,”
he told her as he handed her a piece of paper. “Remember to call me
if you notice any negative side effects, alright?”
She nodded. “Thank you,
doctor.”
He smiled at her before he looked at
Alex. “Mr. Cameron, are you ready?”
Alex said yes, put the Reader’s Digest
down, and stood up. He glanced at Vanessa and asked, “Have you been
here before?”
Vanessa blanched for a moment.
“Uh...no.” She sounded uncertain and shot Devon a startled
look.
Devon slightly shook his
head, a message he hoped she’d understand meant that Alex shouldn’t
know where he’d seen her before. Dr. Reyes glanced from one person
to another, making Devon apprehensive. Something didn’t seem quite
right about the psychiatrist. His gaze lowered to the paper in
Vanessa’s hand. She shouldn’t take those
pills. Where the thought came from Devon
didn’t know, but he’d learned that his instincts were too important
to ignore.
“ Come on,” Devon told
Vanessa. “I’ll take you to the pharmacy.”
She nodded and practically ran past
Alex who shrugged and turned to the doctor who smiled at him and
waved him into the office.
Devon waited for Dr. Reyes to close
his office door before he led Vanessa outside. Once they were in
his car, he asked, “Can I see that prescription?”
Eyes wide, she nodded and handed the
white paper to him.
He didn’t recognize the medication,
but he knew someone who would. Tapping the steering wheel with his
fingers, he wondered how much he should tell her. The less she
knew, the better. Obviously, knowing too much would drive her to
the point of suicide again. He took a deep breath. “If I pay for
it, will go see a guy I trust?”
She narrowed her eyes. “I’m not into
psychics or any weird stuff like that.”
“ No. This is a medical
doctor. He found some implants they put in me.”
“ Who? The
aliens?”
“ Yes. You remember our trip
to Dulce?”
“ Only a little.”
“ The first time I went
there, they put an implant in me.”
Her eyes grew wide and he caught a
tremble in her lower lip. “Are you saying...?” She brought her hand
up to her neck.
“ Probably around the same
place we injected Alex,” he softly