I was sitting in a study. A rotating leather chair lay across me behind a large glass table. A cup of steaming hot coffee was placed on it near the chair. Floor-length windows on the walls facing the rest of the city.
The room was cold with a cool scent of mint and musk.
After Darek took me to the testing lab, I was treated as a guinea pig for the next one hour, being scanned and tested on, wires being stuck to my head and body, kept under different conditions, heat and cold, until I was pretty close to losing it.
When it was all over, I was escorted through a side hallway to a quieter, more remote part of the building where the rooms were warmer and lined with bookshelves and art relics. I was asked to wait in the office. They said I would be meeting the Head Scientist.
But that's all I knew.
