Copyright Destin Joyal 2010
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The walls of the clinic were of the purest white imaginable. Nothing marred their faces, no speck of dirt, no dent or scratch to interrupt their perfection. Light appeared to glow off each, lighting the room with a brilliance that rivalled that of the sun. A religious man may have remarked that it was like heaven, only earthbound.
In the centre of the room was a table with three chairs: two on one side opposite the other. All of these were also white, though they did have gleaming stainless steel legs to support them. The tabletop flickered once, changing from a solid white to a pale blue with varying shades of grey. Together, these began to form a screen that contained a warm welcome message. At the same moment, a small hole appeared in a corner of and began projecting light into the air.