The Torus Project

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 38 (v.1)

Submitted: February 15, 2011

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Submitted: February 15, 2011



In a government facility somewhere on the East Coast, a short-cropped, gray-haired man sat strapped to a chair, his arms and legs fitted to leather bindings, his head also pushed back against the dentist-looking chair’s back. Burn scars covered most of his face, bringing one eye down, lowering a lip.
Today, Doctor Kevill, you will tell us what happens in that brain of yours
Barnes, well dressed as usual, watched Kevill through a thick pane of glass. Beside him, Josh stood, his face expressionless. Barnes held a thick, gold pen and tapped it against his palm. The room that held the once-psychology professor was small, padded, with a wheeled cart sitting in front of the strapped chair, on it a computer, wireless but flashing. What computations have you conjured up recently?
“You bastard!” spat Kevill, not willing to go telepathic with his captor. His eyes were bloodshot. He only wore sweat pants and a t-shirt. “I’ll never tell you my powers!” He looked at Josh. “You traitor! What about the Torus! You took down my whole lab, my whole project, taking the fire extinguishers offline!”
Oh, so you do have powers today then, Doctor Kevill? Barnes continued. Good. Good. The computer in front of you. You can access it, I know. You can access the ‘Net and beyond. I know.
“Shove it, Barnes!”
Quite testy, aren’t we, Doctor Kevill? Well, we can wait. Josh and I can wait. We have nothing but time. The project continues, doesn’t it? Soon we will have the ability to turn anyone to our control. And we thank you for that, sir. You have shown us a whole new way. Yes, a whole new way.
Barnes’ smooth voice enraged Kevill. The professor yelled. He screamed, but no one came to help. Locked alone, in his own mind, from his own making, Doctor Andrew Kevill felt out of control, terribly out of control. And he didn’t like it one bit.

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