John set down two of the boxes he'd managed to carry into the attic and let out a fatigued breath. He didn't trust the lower-level movers with his family's priceless heirlooms, so he figured that if he wanted it done right, he would do it himself. He sat down on one of the boxes, just to catch his breath for a second when he caught something out of the corner of his eye.
At the bottom of one of the walls, John could see that there was a light emitting from the other side of the wall. The rest of the attic was fairly dark, with the only light entering it was coming from an uncovered window.
"The hell?" he thought to himself, "Are there holes in the wall?"
He walked over to the wall and began to inspect it. He knocked on it a few times and put his ear against it. He could hear the brimming of an old lightbulb, which she attributed the light underneath too. He felt for some sort of button or lever to push or pull, but he had no such luck in finding something of the sort.
When he couldn't find anything to allow him to find the source of the light, he grunted. "Dammit, I'll have to look at the blueprint about this later. I don't need some damn spare lightbulb running up the electric bill" he said, turning away from the wall and heading down the stairs.
As he walked down the stairs towards the door of the attic, he spotted a light switch to the left of the door. Instinctively, he flipped it up to see if it controlled the main lights in the attic, which ran along the stairs and the ceiling.
"Well that works just fine" he mumbled to himself, looking closer at the light switch to turn it off.
John tried to flip the switch back down, but it appeared to be stuck. His bare minimum was no longer enough to move it, so he started to apply more force by leaning forward into it. As he did that, he felt the entire switch sink into the wall. This caught John by surprise, causing him to widen his eyes, and step back from the switch. He then heard what sounded like gears moving slowly back in the attic, listened for them to halt.
"No way, it couldn't be....right?" he said to himself as he started back up the stairs to investigate.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he gasped as he saw that a doorway had now appeared in the wall that he had been inspecting before. The switch he activated by the light had seeming opened this up, and all John could do was stand there in shock. He shook his head out of his disbelief and made his way into the new doorway.
Inside, he saw a medium-sized room, with a single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. The light illuminated a large object, which was covered in cream-colored sheets. There was also a smaller table-looking object near the larger one, just to the side of it.
"Well look at that. This place came with two offices. If I need extra storage, I'll know right where to go. Wish I woulda known ahead of time" he said, voice echoing in the nearly empty room. "What're these?"
He walked over to the larger object and peeled the sheet away.
It was a large plexiglass cylinder with an odd metal platform inside of it, and some sort of tablet embedded into the inside of it. Outside of the cylinder, there was some sort of sci-fi looking computer, with two large buttons on the top. As he got closer, he could see that one was red, which said Off, and the other was green, but said On. As he inspected the cylinder, he could see that it had doorhandles on it, meaning that one was able to step inside. Near the handle, he could see a notice.
NOTICE: MAXIMUM CAPACITY OF 2 SUBJECTS
"2 subjects? What's all that about?" he said, continuing his search for clues.
His attention then turned to the smaller object that was still covered. He pulled that sheet off and revealed it to be a tray, like what surgeons usually place their instruments on, and a small book. It didn't have too many pages, and sort of looked like a typed-up instruction manual.
John picked up the book and inspected the cover, which said:
"Modi-Chamber Owner's Manual by Dr. Rubenstock
PLEASE READ BEFORE USE.
FAILURE TO DO SO MAY RESULT IN DEATH OR OTHER UNCERTAINTIES"
"This is something outta a science fiction movie, how odd," John said to himself as he flipped through the pages quickly.
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