Date: Fri, 7 May 2010 01:32:55 -0500
From: Paul Tolbert <jatonblue@gmail.com>
Subject: The Unit 19

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. WWE does.

Chapter Nineteen -- King of the Dollhouse

Dave's body became paralyzed. He didn't know how to respond to what he was
witnessing before him. His partner, strapped down to what appeared to be a
high-tech chair of some kind and thrashing violently. The blue lighting
that Dave seen through the windows was coming from the chair, some kind of
arch positioned near Lincoln's head. The chair was also emitting some kind
of high-pitched electric noise. As Dave continued to watch, he noticed a
short man pacing around the chair where Lincoln laid. He caught a glimpse
of the man's face as he turned around. His demeanor showed no compassion or
sympathy to what was going on. He was young with unkempt dirty blond
hair. He wore a orange & black checkered long-sleeved shirt, brown pants
and a pair of blue vintage Nike's. Dave snapped out of his hypnosis state
as he heard another scream escape from Lincoln's mouth. He drew his weapon
and darted towards the young man, who was caught off guard by the agent.

"SON OF A--" He managed to yelp before Dave cut him off.

"GET HIM OUT OF THE CHAIR! NOW!" Dave growled. His large hand had wrapped
itself around the man's throat and gripped it tightly.

"O...K...JUST...LET ME--" He coughed out. Dave quickly released him and the
man ran over to a computer terminal and rapidly typed on the
keyboard. Moments later, the chair shut down and Lincoln thrashing
ceased. The back of the chair raised itself and Lincoln was now in a
sitting position, slightly dazed. Dave promptly went to go check on the
young psychic.

"Linc, are you OK?" He asked concerned as he unstrapped him from the
chair. He gently wrapped his arm around Lincoln's back and lifted him up to
a standing position and allowed Lincoln to rest his body on Dave's. Dave
noticed that the man was slowly creeping towards a door on the opposite
side of the room.

"HEY!" Dave yelled. The man jumped and stopped. Dave carried Lincoln as he
walked over to the shorter man who appeared to be scared out of his mind.

"What the hell were you doing to him? What kind of sick people are you?"
Dave barked through gritted teeth. He tried his best not to yell so as to
not upset Lincoln, who was beginning to come to.

"Da...ve...Dave..." Lincoln whispered softly. He pushed himself off of Dave
and stood on his own.

"Dave you don't understand. He wasn't hurting me."

"What?!?" Dave fumed. His anger began to increase, but now it was directed
at the Dollhouse and Kelencine.

"Dave, this is Topher, Topher Brink. He's the um..."

"KING OF THE DOLLHOUSE!" Topher Exclaimed. "Well in a sense I like to
consider myself--"

"So if you weren't being tortured, then--"

"Whoa! You thought I was being tortured?" Lincoln exclaimed.

"YES! You were thrashing around and shit. What was I suppose to think?"
Dave shouted. "You know what? It doesn't matter. I'm getting the fuck out
of this place." Dave stormed out of the room and headed downstairs. Lincoln
ran after him.

"Um wow..." Topher blurted out. "Let's see here...Guess it's back to work
for Topher Brink."

"DAVE WAIT!" Lincoln yelled as he dashed after an irate Dave. Lincoln
finally caught up to him.

"Dave...Look I know things around here are a bit... well weird."

"You damn right they are! The bull I went through getting this job, which I
didn't want in the 1st place and now this? I'm sorry Linc but I can't do
this. It's not for me." Dave began to walk away, his anger beginning to
fade.

"Dave. Please." Lincoln pleaded. "Just give it a chance. I mean c'mon, what
about our case? You're just gonna abandon that?"

Dave then remembered why he went upstairs in the first place. He was
looking for Lincoln to announce that he'd found the killer.

"By the way why did you come upstairs? Were you looking for me or
something?" Lincoln asked.

"Yeah. I think that Kevin is our killer. Cheryl Gillett, the first victim,
filed a domestic violence complaint against him recently." Informed Dave.

"That's interesting." Lincoln added.

"Yeah. Anyways I'm sure someone else can help you with that."

"OK Dave just listen. I know you must have tons of questions to ask. Well I
have answers. Come to my office and I will tell you everything I know about
the Dollhouse."

Dave stood silent for a moment, considering Lincoln's proposal. He did have
many questions that were unanswered about this place and what they do, but
he had doubts about being involved in such an organization. After a few
moments of deliberating he signed and finally gave in to his increasing
curiosity.

"OK. Tell me about the dollhouse."

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