Mr. Adamson 19 - A Ray of light.
With the time fast approaching 5:35 PM Mr. Adamson is now going as fast as he can down the road.
"Shit! only a hour and a half left." Says Mr. Adamson.
Mr. Adamson pushes another button on his control pannel and a straw emerges from the headrest. He now sips at the liquid in the straw.
"Mmmm, pure water, I hate people that drink and drive, so inconsiderate! But this is different."
Mr. Adamson finally arrives at the tower, stops, gets out. The tower is attached to and old disused warehouse, which once belonged to Mega-tech-corp, which by complete coincidence was the company which Mr. Adamson worked for when he had his accident. The company went bust when they had to pay out fees from their solicitors over health and safety at the company after the accident.
As Mr. Adamson approaches the north side of the tower he spots a sign which reads:
Secret hi-tech base of The Ray.
Mr. Adamson thinks to himself:
"It isn't much of a secret anymore."
Mr. Adamson then continues around the building when he sees a small door with a buzzer next to it. Above the door is another sign the same as before. Without hesitation Mr. Adamson pushes the button, before long a male voice is heard over the intercom.
"Right, can we get started? I'm rather busy at the moment."
Says the voice; Mr. Adamson quickly replies with.
"Erm, who is in charge here?"
"I am, can't you read the sign? I am the Ray!"
"Can I come in and have a word please?" asks Mr. Adamson, The Ray replies with;
"Who's asking? As whatever you're selling I'm not buying. Your not a sales person are you? But I do want a pool table for my room!"
"Erm, no, I'm here about the gas supply" Says Mr. Adamson quickly trying to find an excuse to get into the mysterious building. The Ray pauses for a second before saying.
"I don't remember phoning the gas people, but I was thinking about it." Mr. Adamson in another moment of quick thinking says:
"It's our new mind reading system we have in use, you think it, we fix it."
"Okay I'll page you in now." A few seconds later the doors open, with a swooshing noise, like the star trek doors.
Mr. Adamson walks in, the corridor he enters is dark with pale coloured walls. The doors swoosh again before clanking shut. Mr. Adamson turns round, Lights on the ceiling brighten the area of the corridor Mr. Adamson is standing in.
The walls flicker slightly before turning a dark purple, then: "Welcome gas man" Floats up and down the walls.
"Posh! LCD wallpaper!"
Mr. Adamson spots a dark figure in the distance, it is too far away to see it clearly. Mr Adamson braces himself, uncontrolable Mr. Adamson the runs towards the figure.
"No need to run I'll get there in time" Says the figure, which then happens to be the Ray.
Mr. Adamson picks up speed, and punches the Ray in the face.
"Thats for fucking up the sky." says a pissed Mr. Adamson.
"What was that for?" asks the Ray.
"Are you deaf as well as evil?" asks Mr. Adamson.
"No I'm not deaf, or evil. I just want to know what I've supposedly done to the sky. It was working 10 minutes ago" Replies the Ray.
"Don't play stupid with me, stupid."
"Are you calling me Stupid?" asks the Ray.
"So what if I am?" asks Mr. Adamson.
"Never question!!" Shouts the Ray. As he grabs his cap, throws it down on the floor, and scratches his bald head.
"A Baldy, Baldy, baldy, baldy, bald" Says Mr. Adamson as he breaks into song.
"B.A.L.D.Y. You ain't got no hair up high. You baldy!" Finished Mr. Adamson, breaking into a little dance.
"Finished yet?" Asks the Ray.
"How much do you make?" Asks Mr. Adamson. Puzzled the Ray replies with.
"What??"
"Well I figured that you must make shit-loads of money by selling all that solar power you make. Actually I've more hair on my chin than you have on your head." Continues Mr. Adamson.
The Ray is clearly angry at this point, giving Mr. Adamson a chilling look.
"Oh baldy, what a pity you don't have 'ne hair. You're really pissed off, and are giving me quite a stare." Continues Mr. Adamson's song.
"Oh baldy. Your so bald, your so bald. Hey Baldy."
"THATS ENOUGH!!" Shouts the Ray.
"Sheesh! If I knew you were so sensitive about it then I wouldn't have made it such a big deal." Explains Mr. Adamson.
"What was that noise Ray?" Shouts a deep, mysterious, booming voice, that seemed to come from all directions.
The Ray is now sweating and twitching. He finally builds up the courage to shout back.
"N-Nothing sir!" stammers the Ray.
"Who was that?" Asks Mr. Adamson.
"That's, erm, my boss." Says the Ray nervously.
"But I thought you said that you were in charge?" asks Mr. Adamson.
Confidently the Ray replies with:
"Of the desk, the computer and wait for it, the blackboard and chalk"
Sarcastically Mr. Adamson says "Wow, I really envy you. Now take me to your leader. Sorry, your boss."
"Trust me, you don't want to meet the occupier." Explains the Ray.
"The who-now?" asks a puzzled Mr. Adamson.
"The Occupier is my boss." Says the Ray.
"Wait a minute, I know that name." Says Mr. Adamson. "In fact, a letter came for him the other day, I just put not known at this address on it, and sent it back."