Memory

Last February, an external accounting team came to perform reviews within my company. A selected group of persons were chosen for the interview, I was one of the chosen ones to be interviewed. I began to suspect that the audits were just a cover-up. Working in the company's logistics I had nothing to do with corporate finances.

I turned up for the audit, where I was welcomed by a team of four people. The interview went smoothly. They asked me innocent questions about life and work at the company. Then, all of a sudden, I found myself being greeted out out of the room. It was already noon, and I was one of the first to be audited that day. Therefore, I should have spent 3 hours there with them. I couldn't recall a thing of the interview.

Baffled, I returned back to my job. I was tuning our company's CCTV installation. One of the monitors was hooked to the camera in the interview room. I watched the interview, though I couldn't hear a thing that was being said. In the middle of the interview, two of the auditor's stood up and grasped hold of my colleague, forcing him on the chair, whilst the third one started shouting and hitting him. I reached for the phone to call the security. However, soon the bustle ended, with one of the auditors emitting a flash in front of my colleagues eyes. The victim soon calmed down.

A second flash appeared, through what I sensed as being a long device similar to a ball-point pen. The co-worker then stood up, and greeted the auditors as if nothing has happened. Intrigued I continued to watch the other investigations. The same story repeated itself, each time the auditors using the device to calm the persons down.

Intrigued, I went back to the auditing room. The agents were calmly emptying the room, except for one who was left packing.

I noticed that the pen device was on the table. I picked it up and inspected the device. Turning to the agent I queried

"What's this for?".

The agent noticing the incident ordered me to hand it back immediately. I found a single actioning button on the device, and pressed it.

The agent stared blankly.

Blandly I repeated my question "Well you had to tell me what is this for?".

Another flash appeared automatically, and the agent appeared to come to his senses. He began to speak "The device is to erase parts of your memory and implant new memories". Recognizing the giveaway, the agent tried to nick back his device.

Promptly I flashed him back, and without thinking told him "You have packed everything. and you were greeting me goodbye". By the second flash the agent took his things, waved and left.

A flood of possibilities sweep my mind. Being single, sex was somewhat of a hardwired priority. The company had a delectable choosing.

->Inspect the device further.

->The quality assurance officer, a five foot two French brunette. She's a hard one, but we'll find her something.

->The secretary, a foxy outspoken young lady. She gave me a notion but I need to make sure.