Dr. John Malik

His NEW introduction…

“Just then the door creaked open and Raoul disappeared from sight in a flash. In walked a man in an expensive looking navy blue suit, with a red striped tie and slicked back, shiny black hair. “I am so sorry about this,” he said with a Mideastern accent. “Hey, Frank! Get these restraints off her. What are you doing?”

Frank came through the door and put his assault rifle behind his back. He undid her restraints as quick as he could, then left the room without a single word.

“Miss. Please allow me to apologize. This is not how we normally operate here,” he shook his head and pulled up a rolling chair near Sydona. He examined her wrists with his hands, that were very well manicured. Unlike her own. He glanced up at her and then smiled.

“I’m sorry. Please let me introduce myself. My name is Dr. John Malik. Welcome to Eagle Lake!”

Sydona was at a complete loss of how to react. This was the man she wanted to stop. His entire vibe was pleasant and welcoming. Thinking back to the article, he was genuinely excited about this whole thing. Her guard was still up and wasn’t letting this act fool her.

“Oh, and let me also apologize for the act at the front gate. That is uh–new. We have had some run in’s with groups that don’t exactly agree with what we’re doing here. It’s just a precaution, but I promise you, it has no long term effects on you. Just puts you to sleep for a little bit,” he explained with well articulated speech and constant eye contact.

“Where are my friends?” Sydona spoke while hardly moving her lips.

“Oh, the man and teenager with you? You knew each other? Fascinating… Oh, but they’re fine. Already settled in, I imagine,” he smiled.

“What’s with the metal bracelet?” she asked, sitting more upright.

“Those silly old things. Another precaution. Just lets us keep track of who is who,” he answered.

Sydona narrowed her eyes at his calm answer. If it’s just a tracking device, why did it shock her when Raoul messed with it?

“Am I a prisoner here?” her jaw tightened.

He laughed, pretentiously. “Oh heavens no! –Please don’t think of this place as a prison. Think of it as– a temporary vacation while you help the scientific community. What we are doing here is beyond anything you can imagine! The fact that you are here speaks volumes about the contribution you can make with us.”

Contribution, she thought to herself. What was that supposed to mean? Sydona decided to stop asking questions because she couldn’t tell what was real and what he was making up. She just knew she needed to find her friends and figure out their next plan.

After a few silent minutes, the doctor spoke up. “Well, I can see you’re still in shock. I am very sorry about that, again,” he stood up and placed the chair back where he found it. “If you need anything. Anything at all, please let me know. It was very nice meeting you, Sydona,” he smiled and left the room.”

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An outgoing, introverted writer who likes to lie about being outgoing. Talking to your cat at all hours of the night does not count as outgoing; but it doesn't stop her. She is also just as comfortable being at the beach as she is standing in a pile of cactus. If you want to really impress this unique specimen, offer her a box of your best wine.

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