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pump controls forward almost to the stops. Clouds of black _ silent beat, and in less than 60 seconds his brain was entrained at smoke poured out of the diesel exhaust stacks as the generators the optimum somnambulistic hypnotic induction frequency of 1.2 complied with the demand for an almost impossible increase in cycles. Julia listened carefully to Otto's breathing, faithfully power. By the time 1,000 sacks had been mixed, the turbocharged _relayed to her by the ‘pinhole’ audio bug drilled into the separating diesels were screaming at full standard power and the pumps were _ wall between the two rooms. under enormous strain. Poker-faced, Otto and Osimin stood on "Okay, you two,” Julia turned to her Marine technicians. "Use the rig floor and gripped the hand rails as the entire derrick shud- _ the pass key and start the programme. Be sure to cough before dered with convulsions. Tentatively, Otto placed one hand gently you approach the bed so I can tum the fields off. We don't want to on the pump controls again, looking at the last half inch of ‘emer- knock you out as well, now, do we?" gency’ power available but unwilling to commit the rig's diesels to It was a rhetorical question. The Marines had learned long ago almost certain destruction. Osimin brushed Otto's hand out of the —_that Julia was not given to idle backchat, so they quickly made way and forced both controls the extra distance. their way from room 350 to room 352, Hank switching on a small Another tense three hours passed more slowly than the mind __ battery-powered generator in his pocket, connected by concealed could imagine, with the diesels well across the ‘never exceed’ red _ wires to an insulated pad stuck to the palm of his right hand. As lines on their rev counters. The turbochargers were going wild they approached the foot of Otto's bed Hank coughed discreetly and spinning in the exhaust manifolds at over 25,000 r.p.m., their and one second later unclenched his right hand, placing it flat on banshee wail making conversation impossible. The big pumps the exposed skin of Otto's arm. Faster than a striking cobra, the were labouring under a shattering load and there were still another powerful zapper discharged a five-microsecond pulse which tem- 800 sacks to mix. The giant rig was vibrating so violently that _porarily paralysed Otto's central nervous system, simultaneously Otto and Osimin's teeth started chattering uncontrollably. Then destroying his spatial and time orientation. suddenly, without waming, the pressure dropped and the fluid Not wasting a second, Hank's colleague wrapped a tourniquet returning to surface could be seen around Otto's arm, exposed a vein thickening rapidly. It had and swiftly injected sodium pen- worked—really worked! Osimin tathol. The two Marines were fast. was grinning and shouting in And soit was that Julia Long From point of entry the entire Russian while Otto shouted in . I 1 sequence was complete in twelve English. Neither could understand started to build a decoy seconds. Both had done the same the star bats the message was toss hypnotic level into Otto Jewell. job ing Deinton. ine enough. e rig was sate—the . ater, Julia slipp Toug! ¢ door bloody rig was safe! Word swiftly In short sessions over two weeks carrying an aluminium briefcase ieee with grins all over their faces. hypnotic trance only if given twO__ placed over Otto's head. The brief- case contained a miniature version Leaving the crews to clean up and . get won to drill, Osimin am complex trigger-words, of the laboratory equipment, climbed wearily into their respec- designed to generate powerful elec- tive geriatric limousines and head— tromagnetic fields in the immediate ed towards Calcutta. area of Otto's head without endan- Otto strode purposefully up to the front desk at the Oberoi and _gering the Special Operations team. asked for the key to room 326. Swiftly intervening, lobby manag- And so it was that Julia Long started to build a ‘decoy’ hypnotic er Chaudri selected the key to room 352 instead, telling Otto that _level into Otto Jewell. In short sessions over two weeks he was as a favoured long-term guest the hotel had to move him to a __ trained to revert to a hypnotic trance only if given two complex much nicer room at no extra charge. "Come," Chaudri said win- _ trigger-words. Most evenings as Otto watched television he was ningly, "Let me show you.” unwittingly bombarded with subliminal films designed to enhance Leading the way into room 352, Chaudri pointed out the new American ‘patriotism’, desensitise him to violence and force him to white towels in the bathroom, and the brand new fridge. Then respond immediately to orders presented at the deep subliminal Chaudri turned with a flourish and opened the twin doors of what level. His handling by the Marine technicians was savage: Otto looked like a cocktail cabinet, revealing the Sony Trinitron televi- | was beaten under electro-hypnosis and the Marines warned him sion set. Otto Jewell was suitably impressed. After Chaudri left, that if he failed to carry out their orders, his two young children Otto looked around him. The room was exceptionally quiet with would be sexually abused and killed. Slowly but surely, without thick pile carpets and heavy window drapes muffling all sound. _ his knowledge or consent, Otto was forcibly recruited as a lifelong The air conditioning ran with an almost silent low-pitched hum, member of Special Operations. unlike the unit in room 326. There was a marked similarity Once past the basic stage of induction, Julia Long left Otto in between room 352 and a soundproof recording studio. the care of her two Marine technicians, but continued to fly in After supper in the hotel coffee shop, Otto returned to room _ occasionally from Morocco and Dakar to check on progress. On 352, showered and then climbed wearily into bed. Within minutes __ one of her flying visits during March 1984, Julia received a couri- he drifted off into what seemed to be a natural, dreamless sleep. It er message to meet Louis McCaul at the US Consulate on Ho Chi was no such thing. Immediately Otto lay down, Julia Long in Minh Street in Calcutta. With little ceremony, Louis ushered her room 350 switched on the highly-directional ELF generators, into the bug-proof ‘hard-room' in the Consulate basement: selected Delta band and flooded both hemispheres of Otto's brain "We received a coded Cosmic Intemational message by diplo- with a powerful 2.5 cycle clectromagnetic field. Switching tobin- matic courier. Take your time decoding it Julia, then I'll destroy aural, Julia adjusted the power setting and slowly started to 7 decrease the Delta field frequency. Otto's respiration followed the Continued on page 72 gering the Special Operations team. And so it was that Julia Long started to build a ‘decoy’ hypnotic level into Otto Jewell. In short sessions over two weeks he was trained to revert to a hypnotic trance only if given two complex tigger-words. Most evenings as Otto watched television he was unwittingly bombarded with subliminal films designed to enhance American ‘patriotism’, desensitise him to violence and force him to respond immediately to orders presented at the deep subliminal level. His handling by the Marine technicians was savage: Otto was beaten under electro-hypnosis and the Marines warned him that if he failed to carry out their orders, his two young children would be sexually abused and killed. Slowly but surely, without his knowledge or consent, Otto was forcibly recruited as a lifelong member of Special Operations. Once past the basic stage of induction, Julia Long left Otto in the care of her two Marine technicians, but continued to fly in occasionally from Morocco and Dakar to check on progress. On one of her flying visits during March 1984, Julia received a couri- er message to meet Louis McCaul at the US Consulate on Ho Chi Minh Street in Calcutta. With little ceremony, Louis ushered her into the bug-proof ‘hard-room' in the Consulate basement: "We received a coded Cosmic Intemational message by diplo- matic courier. Take your time decoding it Julia, then I'll destroy NEXUS ¢45 JUNE - JULY 1994 Continued on page 72