As people grow older things that once may have been noticed as out of the ordinary quickly become ordinary through repetition. Hence why as Dave completed this mystery load several things flew under his fucks to give radar. First, the pickup location was a nondescript warehouse in the middle of nowhere surrounded by a 15 foot fence topped with razor wire. This did not set off any particular senses, as Dave had picked up and delivered to many places of similar ilk.

Second, the pick up did not involve any people. There was a sign with a phone number to call that when called asked him to enter the load identification number. Once entered a clearly computer generated voice gave him the trailer number to pickup. Many shippers over the past several years have moved to a no contact computerized system so this didn’t tingle any spidey senses either.

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Third, when arriving at his destination he was directed to drive down a ramp and into a tunnel. At first this didn’t awaken any sense of nonconformity until Dave realized he’d been driving in this tunnel for nearly 5 minutes. It was at this point that the afore mentioned incongruities dawned on Dave. Of course a healthy dose of nihilism caused him to only focus on the oddness of it all for exactly three seconds before noticing a light at the end of tunnel.