The Doc looked down at Tank's dozing form. He had selected Tank from the many Aggies he examined regularly. He was a prime specimen, determined, eager, macho, and as dumb as an ox. Perfect!

He unhooked the chair from the wall, and released the brakes. He opened the door and pulled the chair through it. Tank's head nodded gently as the Doc rolled the chair smoothly along the corridor, effortlessly carrying Tank to a more secluded place.