Somewhere outside of the normal laws of time inside the warehouse that Jon had now visited more than once. “We must stop this young boy before he undoes everything that we are working towards,” said a voice in a darkened room. “I agree” Came the reply from another. “How, we have tried more than once but for some reason, he seems to be resistant to our methods” A third voice joined in with. “I am sure that we can up with something.” The second voice tries to assure its colleagues.
Meanwhile, on the warehouse floor were the latest visitors to the warehouse. Among them was a teenage girl that Jon knew very well although now he may not recognise her at all. She looked very different from how she normally looked. She would be sent out on schedule but not quite yet a little longer.
Meanwhile, Jon was sitting in his bedroom planning his next move. He had to be right. The blue-clad men had to stop at the Sanders house tonight. Tiffany had already returned as Tiffany Leeson so there was a Saunders missing. Whoever was going to replace her would be placed there soon possibly even tonight. It made sense to him. Tiff had now been living her new life for a few days. So her replacement maybe even Karyn if he was lucky would so up there. The more he thought about it the more he convinced himself that he was right.
Back at the warehouse, Dr. Daniel P. Schreber thought about his attempt to talk to Jon earlier that day when he heard the announcement. Dr. Schreber, we are ready for you to check that tonight’s guests are ready to depart. The doctor left his office and went down to what he called the factory floor. He looked over the young girl in front of him. He signed the piece of paper that he was presented with to verify that she was ready. He then moved on to the next and then the next.
He continued to do this for the next few hours as his co-workers began to load up their vans with their cargo for the evening. Co-workers he thought if only that was true as he turned back towards his office to plan what he had to do next.
Jon woke up at 3.30 am so that tonight he would be ready for the blue men turning up at the Sanders. He had twenty minutes to get there after sneaking down the stairs and out the backdoor, hoping that no one heard the door close behind him. He arrived at his destination just as the alarm on his phone told him that it was now 4 am. He readies himself for the blue men to appear.
