By BOOGER

PART NINE

"THE FUTURE BELONGS TO THOSE WHO CAN AFFORD IT."--Booger

The small group of men being escorted out into the submarine pen area began to look puzzled as a tall man approached them, dragging an unwilling black hound behind him on a leash.

scientist 1; "I remember that guy, I don't like him. when I signed up for this job he wanted a sperm sample."

scientist 2; "Hey, that's right, he asked the same of me, but I said, maybe later."

Farquar's heels clanked on the metal flooring of the submarine pen. He paused and looked up at the steel grey submarine towering over his head. Serveral deck hands were scurrying about, readying it for departure. "Rex! Behave!"

"Rowf!", said Rex.

Farquar; "Is that SO! Well, when the c.e.o. says you must experminate someone, then you must!"

Rex glared up at Farquar, and made a mental picture in Farquar's head, with his hypnotic powers.

Farquar; "You know that stuff won't work on me! I'm not going to jump into the water so the sub propellers will chew me up! Now, here come the scientists. Don't worry, the guards who are with them won't let them get away."

Rex knew it was his time to finally make a move and perhaps get away. He sat on his haunches and waited to make his move...

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