He remembered their first time here, the first time he and Ray walked into the dilapidated cabin to scout the lab and the space where they would spend their servitude. A stern military-type had led the tour. Decked out in head-to-toe tactical gear, as if the boys were terrorists suspected of setting a bomb, his presence tempered Steve’s excitement over working with state-of-the-art technology and cutting-edge research.
If only Steve’s insatiable curiosity hadn’t been so unwieldy, Steve wondered if they’d be in this mess. Maybe it wasn’t Ray’s father’s fault they were here. Perhaps it was his fault, his thirst to see, his thirst for knowledge that pulled them in over their heads. If he hadn’t been so willing to spend all his time at the lab, if he hadn’t endeared himself to Doctor Knowles,
