This choice: Simeena, Lucy and Angie arrive the day after • Go Back...Chapter #10The day after - doubtful Larry by: wubwub   Simeena, Lucy, and Angie stepped into the large waiting room and looked around to see that there were hundreds of other people waiting. That wasn't the strange part - that would be the fact that Larry's door was still locked.
"Lucy, school starts in like... an hour..." Angie shot glances towards the street. "We can come back later..."
"You can go if you want to, I just thought you finally wanted to get a figure to compliment your brains... also we will miss geography - geography Angie!" Lucy found an empty chair and sat down "how come he isn't open yet, though? even the ticket machine isn't on - can't take a number"
"Yeah... that is weird" Simeena sat down near Lucy while Angie couldn't decide whether to stay or leave.
Meanwhile, Larry sat behind his desk and stared at the intercom - last night was woke in him some doubts about his formula. His hand moved towards the button, but he retracted it immediately - why did the formula change that girl's personality? was it the overdose? was there something Larry was unaware of? well, the answer to that was obvious; no the real question was - what did the formula really do? Larry knew everyone had fantasies about their perfect figure, and according to the amount, they took they would get closer to that figure. but then, how did the personality change? could it be that the overdose led to that girl receiving a figure that even her fantasies couldn't cope with, thus forcing herself to change to create this new fantasies? that seemed too obtuse; for all, he knew there was something more supernatural at hand here... as if...
"Larry Heinz?" A feminine voice suddenly spoke from behind him.
"fucking wha..." Larry turned around and saw a woman of about 6'4'' wearing a tight red t-shirt holding in firm F cups and maroon corduroys pulled tight over long, muscular legs, she had short auburn hair and red (?) eyes (??). "Sorry, how did you get in? who are you?"
"The name's Venizith, the how isn't important - the why is. Larry, you have been toying with a very delicate system." she walked up to him and sat on his desk.
"Toying? I am very serious about who I give this to, yesterday was a big mistake." He slowly starting pushing his chair away from the table - something about her scared him.
"Do you know who created the dictaphone?" Larry was shocked, but before he could answer she took out a small needle from her pocket and it morphed into a massive spear that had its tip held right at his neck. "Because I don't, I only see it as a potential weapon; I care about this world so please hand it over - you can continue with your silly formula for all I care."
"I don't understand... I just wanted to make people happy..."
"Wrong! That device only allows for selfish wishes, no matter how well planned out or well-meaning they may be... there it is." she walked past him and pulled open one of the drawers; she held the dictaphone in her hands and placed it into her pocket. "I'll be leaving now."
"Wait! can you just explain to me something... why did her personality change?" Larry had a feeling she could answer, he honestly felt relieved not having the to care about the dictaphone - he could make more of the formula on his own.
"There is a lot about this universe you will never be able to understand Larry Heinz, especially relating to a person's soul. I am sorry I had to scare you like that." she immediately disappeared into thin air.
Larry looked down at the button, he saw a note that she left - 'I won't touch the changes you already made, call me if you need help with something'. Larry did not how to call someone who did not leave behind a number. She was right, there are many things he would never understand - why worry about them? so what if his formula changed someone's personality? it was obviously fixing some deep-rooted problem. He shouldn't need to worry what the formula does or will do - as long as it helped people, why should he question it?
Back in the waiting room the ticket machine turned on and a line formed instantaneously; Lucy managed to run quickly enough to get number 003 - to the scornful looks of many of the others. Angie had already left, which annoyed Lucy since she wanted to share this experience with her - Simeena at least stayed behind with her.
"Number 001" the intercom buzzed and a short elderly man walked in; 5 minutes later a 10'3'' female supermodel walked out filled with confidence.
"Number 002" it buzzed again and a 30 year-old mother and her 5-year-old daughter walked in; a few moments later a 12'4'' female bodybuilder walked out promising her - now tiny in comparison - daughter, who sat on her enormous shoulder, that in a few years she would allow her to take the formula.
"Number 003" Lucy sttod up immediately and Simeena waited near the door.
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