A large man in a brown jacket showed up in the medical pavilion with an air of importance. He escorted Tom back towards the entrance at a brisk pace passing a door labeled security. They sat him in a quiet room with a table. A single light bulb hung from the ceiling casting the grey room with a meek glow. The man sat across from him. Tom watched his own reflection in the large mirror on the wall.

The man's cold blue eyes stared down as he flicked at a tablet for a few minutes. ...