38-year old Andy Morrison walked to his parked car and got inside. He needed to get to work as soon as possible, as his shift was about to start soon. As he drove downtown towards the Lake Point MTI (McMillan Tech Industries) branch office (he was the head security guard for the building), his thoughts remained on that note he found. It bothered him that he could lose control over his body like that. If he didn't know any better, he'd say that he was in a trance, or even possessed or something, when he read that yellow sticky note. But that was impossible, right?
He shook his head, pushing away the incident, trying to make it fade like a dream. He had to focus on getting to work. He'd think about it later.
