Heliophobia...that is what they called it...fear of the sun
Quinn paced back and forth. How could he test this? He needed to know. He had to try. There was a chance it really would be the last thing he would do. He growled at his own weakness. Fear had a strong grip on him...one he had never known. Now or never, he had to know. He hit the intercom.
"Tolvin, I need someone you trust implicitly. I have a very unusual task for them and I need someone who can act without asking questions."
"Of course, Sir. Any special skills needed?"
"No, Tolvin, but he must do exactly as he is told and be able to adapt if things go south quickly."
"I'll get right on that Sir. The chosen man will report to you within the hour."
Quinn keyed off the intercom. His ideas was simple enough. He'd use the old testing method of throwing the subject in feet first. The only difference was that he had to throw himself under this one. He began going over the idea in his mind and was still doing so when Vincent walked in.
"Something going on, Vincent?"
Quinn paced back and forth. How could he test this? He needed to know. He had to try. There was a chance it really would be the last thing he would do. He growled at his own weakness. Fear had a strong grip on him...one he had never known. Now or never, he had to know. He hit the intercom.
"Tolvin, I need someone you trust implicitly. I have a very unusual task for them and I need someone who can act without asking questions."
"Of course, Sir. Any special skills needed?"
"No, Tolvin, but he must do exactly as he is told and be able to adapt if things go south quickly."
"I'll get right on that Sir. The chosen man will report to you within the hour."
Quinn keyed off the intercom. His ideas was simple enough. He'd use the old testing method of throwing the subject in feet first. The only difference was that he had to throw himself under this one. He began going over the idea in his mind and was still doing so when Vincent walked in.
"Something going on, Vincent?"