"Mr. Onaka will see you now Mr. Thomson. Last door on the left."
Mr. onaka's female secretary motioned for me to go down the hall through the double doors, she answered the phone and I made my way to my meeting with Mr. Onaka. I was being interviewed for a experimental project that shape the human course of history, that was something that enticed me to the point of giddy anticipation. I walked through the door to see a big office that looked like the size of two offices combined together, I sat down as Mr. Onaka spoke to someone on the phone in his native tongue so I couldnt understand what he was saying but by his facial expression he was not happy.