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You watch the door as the footsteps approach. “Dr.Figley!” you exclaim. The man entering the doorway halts abruptly. At first he looks shocked, then he recognizes you. Ronald Fingley is a colleague of your parents whom you’ve met once or twice. “Fancy meeting you here, “he says, eyeing the TV behind you. “Yes. I can figure out what’s going on. Where is everybody?” “It seems there’s been, ah, a little mistake,” Fingley replies, coming into the lab. “What kind of mistake?” you ask. “Well, its rather hard to explain, because I haven’t figured out all the details.” As he talks, Fingley moves toward the counter behind you. You wonder what he wants. “You see,” he continues, “your parents are involved in some rather controversial research. . .” You realize he is edging toward the TV, but you don’t know why. You move between him and the television set. “Go on,” you say Turn to page 6