Originally posted on April 30, 2018.
Eugene was pleased after the surgery to find himself in a young body once again. He entered a room and prepped, knowing very well he was about to get a visitor. Sure enough, Margaret was soon stumbling though the halls.
“Is there anything I can help you with?” Eugene asked.
“I’m...I’m not sure,” Margaret replied, “The last thing I remember is working with my mentor, Eugene Warner. Then everything went black and now...I’m...I’m old.”
“Perhaps if you take a seat, I can scan your brain with this neurotron above me. It should help me identify anything troubling you. It’s certainly based on Dr. Warner’s pioneering work, but no one has heard from this at this facility in twenty years. My name is April, by the way, Dr. April Lee,” Eugene smiled, knowing it was now April’s brain stuck in a jar for the next twenty years...
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