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Welcome to another installment of ‘Falling into that New Career’.
Daniel is not your normal hero. In fact, very far from it. Inopportunely rescued from a suicide attempt (by a 2 second admin error), he is plunged into an alternate reality, where he is supposed to be an already deceased ‘specimen’. Fortunately the workers overseeing his ‘collection’ were less than eager to change his status to that required by their paperwork, and he finds himself ‘relocated’. The only problem is, the Multiverse is a pretty big place, and he did not get returned to Earth.
His story continues in this second chapter (Falling into that New Career) of Lab Rat (this is the working title only) where he finds himself in the Alien Immigration Offices, having to complete ‘paperwork’ with his case worker Zith Grewnfarn.
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“What is your vocation? Do you have any skills or technical training, Daniel?”
“Door-to-door vacuum salesman. Retired.” The acid in his tone surprised even Daniel. But, given the circumstances, he felt entirely justified.
He blushed when he remembered how naively proud he had been when the cameraman had been assigned to him for that fateful day. He had put on his game face and had played his best ever pitches. He was so hot, he smoked. Deal after deal, signed, sealed, delivered.
(Apologies for the creative punctuation)
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