The Great Rendell (Part 1)
Dr. Desmond walked down a hallway with his entourage of stern followers. He was a well-respected man in the government's headquarters. He had worked many hard years and earned himself a place to sit in the high chair. It was the perfect identity for a shapeshifter to plunder.
Dr. Desmond and his entourage stopped in front of a futuristic door. The door had detected Demond's identity and autonomously started opening as a garage door would. Dr. Desmond and his entourage finally walked into the office. The person sitting in an office chair amid his secretariat was Mr. Karlsia.
Mr. Karlsia too had served the government for all of his years. He had grown incredibly old over the plethora of years. He was a bureaucrat of the 4th Division Bureau since he's known himself. He had become a minister—a rank a trifle higher than that of Dr. Desmond's. He was as old as the hills, working the last bits of his tenure: to provide a stable, prospective financial ground for his autistic son.