Quantum Voyeur

QV17Vote until May 26, 2014

In the previous episode, Alana tried to escape the Lab only to have her attempt thwarted by Bob’s mental self. Now entangled in his tentacles, readers voted that she call on Jason for help.

Episode 17

Trapped!! I’m trapped. The mental tentacles Bob has attacked me with coil around me, squeezing harder and harder.

“Bob, what do you want?” I ask him bluntly. I sense his anger, but I still don’t understand his motives.

“You are dangerous to this world.”

“You have been brainwashed, Bob . . . I feel as if I am talking to the wall. This man is set on one thought: to destroy me. Poor man, little does he know, I could just see him grow small into a tiny little dot, envision his mind becoming nothing.

But that’s not what I want. If I do that then I risk becoming what Bob thinks I am, a monster. I need a new path. I envision Jason. He is asleep in his bed. Deep asleep.

“Jason! I need you!” I call out with my mind. He doesn’t hear me.

“Jason, I need your help!” I envision myself near him touching his forehead. I feel his presence now; his astral image appears near me. He sees me, astonished for second. He notices I am surrounded by tentacles.

“Alana, what’s happening here?”

I hesitate for a moment then say to Jason. “I tried to escape. I tried to teleport myself out of this place once and for all….”

“Alana! You should have told me,” Jason says. “You can trust me; I am on your side . . .”

I hesitate a bit longer. Jason is right; I should have confided in him, trusted him. “I made a rash decision,” I admit. “I just wanted to escape. I didn’t want to get you in trouble . . . but now I am in trouble . . .”

“I often suspected that Conners and Cash feared you might try to escape and would have something in place to stop you,” Jason says slowly.

“They do!” I tell him. “Some sort of mental dampers… but these tentacles are not their doing.”

“If not them, then who?” Jason asks.

“Bob and I are resolving an issue…” I tell Jason.

“An issue!” Jason says. “Wait, Bob is in a coma….”

Bob’s giant face appears in front of us “My body is beaten but my mind is stronger than ever! I am going to kill her!” Bob says. “She is a threat to all!   It is my calling to stop her. To save all…”

To make matters even trickier I am trapped here outside of the building. Soon the monitors are sure to notice I’m not there.”

“The monitors aren’t a problem!” Bob shouts. “I have mentally set the one in your room to loop. As far as they are concerned you are sleeping soundly in your bed. After all I don’t want them to panic, not until you are dead.”

Bob’s craziness and ego was actually somewhat helpful to me here by messing with the monitors. Now I just need a way to take care of Bob. Thing is, I still do not want to kill him. He thinks he is doing what is right, in his own deranged way.

“You need to put Bob on ice,” Jason says to me.

What a wonderful idea.

“You can’t stop me from stopping you!” Bob screams at me. His voice shakes me.

All the while the tentacles around me are squeezing harder. Yet I do not notice them. I am too busy concentrating, thinking of ice; nice, freezing, soothing ice. The ice surrounds me, protects me. The tentacles trapping me start to turn blue. They freeze solid and become brittle. I shake my body gently. The tentacles shatter into tiny pieces and crumble to the ground like a broken mosaic.

“No!” Bob screams! “It can’t be!”

But it can be. In fact I now clearly see, whatever I envision I can make happen. I look at Bob’s giant head floating in front of me. Putting my hand to my lips I puff a little breath at him while thinking of ice. My breath fans out and surrounds the image of Bob’s head. The head is engulfed in a block of ice.

“Nooooooo……” Bob’s words fade in my brain.

I feel that I am free. I return to my bed in my room.

I hear Jason’s thoughts from his bedroom. “You didn’t kill him. Did you?”

“No, Jason, I just froze his mind. He is alive but unable to hurt me or you or others…”

“Alana, I know you want out of here. I want out of here too, but you have to trust me. The only way to get out of here is for us to work together. You go on your next mission. I’ll find a way to drop these dampers. This way we can escape together. Do you trust me, Alana?” Vote below on what will happen next or if reading in email click Take our Poll.

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