He whistled a merry tune as he walked into his office. He heard a rumor that today would be another busy day.

He turned on all the lights, pulled on a face mask and walked to the small conveyor belt at the back of the office that went from one wall to the other. There were small holes where the conveyor belt came in and out of.

He pressed a button and the conveyor belt came to life, slowly beginning to move. He waited for a little bit. Nothing came. He wondered what was holding up the line.

Then he heard the tell-tale screams of mothers wafting through through hole in the wall even though they were being gagged. He couldn’t help but shake his head in sympathy. Sluggishly, the conveyor belt brought in two squealing, red-faced babies. He could tell they were twins.

He deftly weighed & measured them on the table next to him. Neither of them made the cut to be marked as Potentials. He quickly injected them with Sleeper 492 and returned them to conveyor belt as the poison spread through their veins.