A Chance

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A young doctor rips a blood pressure cuff off Steve's arm, "You can get dressed."

A nurse enters and whispers to the Doctor, who then eyes Steve.

"Wait here."

Steve stands up and asks nervously, "Am I in trouble?"

"Just wait here."

He and the nurse leave. Steve eyes a poster on his right: "IT IS ILLEGAL TO FALSIFY YOU ENLISTMENT FORM. ONLY TRAITORS LIE TO THEIR COUNTRY."

"I'm in trouble..." Steve mumbles to himself as he starts to scramble for his shoes.

He freezes as the curtain slides open and he sees a towering soldier standing near it.

Dr. Erksine then enters, wearing a lab coat, looking at a file, "So, you want to go overseas, kill some Nazis?"

"Excuse me?"

Dr. Erskine offers his hand, "I'm Doctor Abraham Erskine. I represent the Strategic Scientific Reserve."

Steve shakes his hand his body still shaking in fear.

"Steve Rogers. Where are you from?"

"Queens. 73rd and Utopia Parkway. And before that, Germany. This troubles you?"

Steve considers this, then shrugs.

Dr. Erskine nods then replies, "And where are you from, Mr. Rogers? Is it New Haven, or Paramus, or... Five exams. In five different cities..."

"That might not be the right file."

"It is not the exams I am interested in. It is the five tries." He stands peering at Steve, "You didn't answer my question. You want to kill Nazis?"

"Is this a test?"

"Yes." Dr. Erskine nods with a slight smile.

"I don't like bullies, Doctor. I don't care where they're from."

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