Reassignment (Part 4)

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Lewis knew he couldn’t object. That was one of the few rules of Reassignment that everyone knew. Reluctantly, he entered the machine. It sparked and smoked some more before Lewis left. He held his head; it seemed to be in pain, but the men ignored it and simply escorted him back to the interview room.

“I don’t feel so well. My head is throbbing. Do you have an Aspirin or something?” He asked.

“Don’t worry. That will go away. It is a side effect of the process. Now please answer a few simple questions for me. What is your name?”

“That’s a silly question,” Lewis replied still holding his head, “Y’all know my name. It’s Francis...Francis McCarthy.”