Much to the chagrin of Dartford, Sullivan left that day with a "I'll need time to think it over." However, that minor episode had not changed Sullivan's mind. In actuality, Sullivan had made an appointment for a re-testing of his aptitude and was afraid of being late; although his concern was misplaced; for an A+ aptitude awakener who could make people wait.

  Sullivan arrived at the testing site in a limousine, as Sullivan had permission from Dartford to take it home, and anywhere else for the rest of that day. After ordering the driver to wait for him while he took his test, he entered the building and was instantly ushed to a testing room by an attendant. Instead of any old technition to work the testing machinery, Dr. Hartz was there personally to oversee everything. His foxy secretary also accompanied him.

  Sullivan experienced a rush of déjà vu commingled with queasiness when Dr. Hartz's secretary/assistant, whom he later learned was named Velma Harris, handed him a slimy, black orb. The eloquent contenance of disgust Sullivan evinced induced in Dr. Hartz the idea that Sullivan was going to unhook himself and leave, but contrary to imagination, Sullivan ended up swallowing the vile orb.

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  The test proceeded, and like last time, Sullivan was overwhelmed with pulses of energy, debilitating him. Dr. Hartz was soon absorbed in inspected the readings.

  Peaking over Dr. Hartz's shoulder, Velma was agog at the results.

  "My God!" Dr. Hartz ejaculated. "He's no A+ aptitude. A S, He has a S aptitude! and what's more, an unknown ability; just as I suspected. Let's compare it to the most compatible affinities to perhaps get some idea of what we're looking at here."

  Dr. Harts took a long time looking over the results and comparing them to others, which prompted Velma to unhook Sullivan from the machine in the meantime.

  "Fascinating! the closest affinity on record actually belongs to the light affinity: dream affinity." Proclaimed Dr. Hartz before looking to Sullivan. "Now young man, you should remember that it is your duty not only to your nation, as is the law, but also to humanity at large to disclose all information about your affinity to the national database, when its manifestations begin to surface."

  "I got it doc. No secrets from me."