This is a story i threw togather a while back and was interested in revising.
HELP WANTED
Jonny stood in front of a run down warehouse. It looked as though it had been abandoned for years. He looked down at the newspaper ad in his hand. "This just can't be the place." He said, going over the ad again.
The ad said; Help wanted, will pay $10,000 for history expert. Visit our corporate office for details 1300 Jackson Blvd.
Jonny looked up at the building's side, the faded numbers 1300 were painted boldly on the rusted metallic wall. He looked at the street sign on the corner, it said Jackson Blvd, not Jackson St, not Jackson Rd, but Jackson Blvd. "Maybe i'm the victim of somebody's idea of a practical joke." Johnny said as he turned around and begin to walk away. After he had walked a few steps he stopped himself. Theres no harm in making sure. He thought. As he walked up to the rusty metal warehouse door he wondered just what exactly he hoped to prove. Clearly this place hadn't seen a human occupant in years and yet he felt the need to be certain. He shrugged, "It's probably just thr though of being wrong and missing out on all that money."
Johnny knocked on the door three times, waited for about two seconds and them began to turn around. Why did i even waste my time? He thought. Suddenly he heard a creeking sound behind him, he turned his head to see that the door was lifting open.
"If you're the police, I have papers showing my ownership of this building!" A raspy voice shouted from the dark room behind the door. Slowly Jonny stepped forward, as he walked he nervously bit his finger. "I'm here about the ad," he said at last.
"Ah, of course.. Come into my parlor," the raspy voice replied. A pale arm extended from the darkness of the doorway and bony fingers beckoned Jonny inside. He stepped forward slowly and nervously,every step closer that he got to the building was another step that he had wanted to take back. But his desire for the money was stronger than his fear, he kept walking foward until he entered the building. The door slammed shut behind him and Jonny now stood in total darkness. A single dim light flickered at the far end of the expansive warehouse. Beneath this light there was a metallic chair attached to a cone-like apparatus.
"Sit in my special chair," the rasping voice commanded, "If you don't you won't be paid." Jonny could tell that there was something wrong with this situation. He knew that sitting in that char was probably not a good idea, but he also knew that he had six years ofstudent loans to pay off. Nervously he approached the strange chair, he hesitated, what good is ten thousand dollars if im not allive to use it, He thought. But he couldn't bring himself to back down, he couldn't stop himself from moving. It was as though his body were being controlled by some outside force. Jonny sat in the chair. As soon as his rear end touched the cushion he tried to stand up, but was unable even to move.
Suddenly the lights in the lab all came on, a pale and thin man stood across from Jonny with electrodes attached to his head. He stared with wide and frightening eyes. "I am a man who enjoys learning," the scientist said. "I waisted years of my life earning one PHD after annother until I began to grow old." The man grimaced and gritted his teeth as he pressed a button on a keyboard. "I came to realize that i would die without mastering every field of science," he continued,"But i invented a way to get around that. Your knowledge shall soon become mine!" Jonny struggled to free himself from the invisible restraining force but to no avail. The professor pressed a button and Jonny's head was covered by the cone apparatus which began to spark wildly. Jonny screamed in agony as a sonic hum deafened his ears. The professor undulated as he heard the same sound, it was like music to him. The cone around Jonny's head began to smoke and so did the electrodes attached to the professor's bald cranium. The professor grinned in triumph as he pulled off all of the electrodes. "Yes, i now have a dictionary like knowledge of history!" The Professor shouted as he unstrapped Jonny from the machine. "You have done humanity a grait service today," he said helping Jonny up. Jonny blinked his eyes and looked at the professor."Who am i?" He asked as the professor handed him a large wad of cash.
Jonny wondered out of the warehouse in a complete daze. He looked at the money in his hand, it was meaningless paper. As he tossed it into the gutter he wondered why someone would give it to him.
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