MACKENZIE
Mr. Bill’s new office smelled of black coffee.
It was ten times smaller than his office back in the future, but as a resilient and persistent person, he would deal with it till we got out of here. Despite how tiny it was, he made sure it was well organized and tidied, almost looking like a real office with a high desk and wooden chairs on both sides.
He knew what he stood to gain in this project, so he would wait everything out.
“Have a seat,” he said as soon as we entered the office. I sat waiting to hear what he had to say to me even though I already knew what to expect.
“What is happening to you, Doctor White?” he asked leaning to face me. “Have you forgotten what we came here for?” he questioned with an expression that showed that he was trying to keep his cool. Come
