He could not believe it when he had been handed a thick stack of twenty dollar bills the previous day. The company might be staffed by whack-jobs but they definitely paid! “Scott Hunter?” A young man in a lab coat approached him in the waiting area. Strangely, he looked like a younger version of Mr. Jameson. “Yes.” “It’s nice to meet you. My name is Jameson Michaels.” The lab technician, as that is the only thing Scott could feel right calling him, raised his hand and pressed it forward. Scott awkwardly shook hands with the man who greeted him then followed him to another room. The mystery of his appearance and suspiciously similar name were allowed to sit idle. It would be rude to ask personal questions anyway. “This is the quantum translation chamber. You will only need to come here once. After your testing phase, you’ll be able to freely transition to the other world and back from anywhere in either world.” “Right.” Scott decided that he would just go along with whatever they said.
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