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The Aura: Birth, Wristwatches, & Eyes

Before John could respond, the doctor’s pocket began ringing. He pulled out a phone and put it to his ear. John noticed a silver wristwatch on the doctor’s wrist that seemed exactly like the one that Paula had been wearing. And now that he thought about it, didn’t he see that man, Milo, wearing one too?

The doctor closed the phone after listening for a few moments, “The Director is coming to talk to you. I’m sure he’ll explain everything you need to know.”

John opened his mouth to ask a question but the man was already scurrying out of the room. John narrowed his eyes in frustration and waited. After what seemed like an eternity, the door opened. A tall, middle-aged man came in wearing a black suit with a black shirt and tie and a snow-white aura encircling his head.

“Hello, John. I am the Director of The Company. I’m here to give you answers but you need to answer me a couple things first, just to be clear.”

John warily eyed the man, “What?”

“What hospital were you born in and what color are your eyes?”

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