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a man was engulfed in flames. The spotlight reappeared. “ Very interesting. . . ”
“What the heck was that?”
“ Just a dream you had recently. Do you remember it? ”
“A dream? What the hell is going on here?”
“ Yes, Mr. Jackson, a dream. Do you remember it?”
“What does it matter if I do?”
“I would be quite useful to me, and beneficial to you, if you were to cooperate in this procedure.”
“Listen, pal. I still have absolutely no friggin' clue what this procedure is.”
“There's no need to get hostile Mr. Jackson. This is all very much by-the-book, I assure you. ”
“Who's book is that?”
“I'm afraid I can't answer that.”
“Well then tell me, Mr. Parker, what can you answer?”
“A whole lot. . . about you. For instance, what can you tell me about this memory?” An image appeared next to Agent Parker of Buddy and Maggie when they were younger. They were sitting next to each other on the front steps of a house. Buddy instantly recognized it as his childhood home.
“I'm not telling you anything.”
“I truly wish you would work with me, Mr. Jackson. I'm simply reviewing your subconscious in an attempt to determine how much of a threat you pose.”
“Well, quit it. I've got some dreams I'd rather not re-live.”
“ I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson, that's not an option. My mission is clear. ”
“I don't care about your mission. Get out of my head, you freak!” Buddy ran toward Agent Parker and shoved him. The darkness faded momentarily and Buddy could see the interior of Dr. Algen's office briefly before returning to the spotlight.
“ Oh, I wish you hadn't resorted to this type of behavior, Mr. Jackson. ” Agent Parker closed his eyes and a chair appeared behind Buddy, sliding in beneath him and causing him to fall into it. Giant steel coils wrapped around his arms and legs, keeping him from moving.
“Get me out of here!” Buddy exclaimed.
“ I'll make this quick. If all goes as I hope, you will be freed shortly. ” Images flashed around Buddy and Parker, filling the room with glimpses of giant creatures, bloody corpses, flaming wreckage, and in the middle of all of these images was a picture of a young Buddy, wearing a green spandex suit. Each version of himself looked angrier than the last. Buddy cringed as he saw each image, remembering them from his dreams, where they had struck fear and pain in his heart.
His worst nightmares came to life directly in front of him moving in fast-forward. He saw himself on the verge of death over and over again, in the grips of other-worldly creatures, at the hands of crazed-looking lunatics, and finally by his own hand. He heard the screams of thousands, the explosions of buildings burning away the lives of millions. He saw faces of pure fright in every corner. Each face looked at him for help as he sat helpless in the chair Agent Parker had manifested.
Buddy closed his eyes and cried out in agony, begging Agent Parker to stop the nightmare. And just as he cried out, the room went silent.
“Mr. Jackson? Do you understand everything I have told you?” Buddy heard Agent Kent's voice. He opened his eyes and saw he was back in Dr. Algen's office. Agent Parker was still staring at him.
“Mr. Jackson?” Dr. Algen asked.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. Yeah, I got it. We all good to see that guy now?”
“And you are completely certain you have never met, or had any dealings, with this individual in the past,” asked Agent Kent in an accusatory manner.
“I've never met the man.” Agent Kent looked at Agent Parker and Agent Parker gave a slight nod.
“Well then, Mr. Jackson, you are cleared to talk with the patient.”
“Perfect,” Dr. Algen said. “Now, if you would follow me, Mr. Jackson, I can take you to get acquainted with our Mr. Doe. If he responds to you in any way similar to the way he's responded to everyone else, you should be in for
“What the heck was that?”
“ Just a dream you had recently. Do you remember it? ”
“A dream? What the hell is going on here?”
“ Yes, Mr. Jackson, a dream. Do you remember it?”
“What does it matter if I do?”
“I would be quite useful to me, and beneficial to you, if you were to cooperate in this procedure.”
“Listen, pal. I still have absolutely no friggin' clue what this procedure is.”
“There's no need to get hostile Mr. Jackson. This is all very much by-the-book, I assure you. ”
“Who's book is that?”
“I'm afraid I can't answer that.”
“Well then tell me, Mr. Parker, what can you answer?”
“A whole lot. . . about you. For instance, what can you tell me about this memory?” An image appeared next to Agent Parker of Buddy and Maggie when they were younger. They were sitting next to each other on the front steps of a house. Buddy instantly recognized it as his childhood home.
“I'm not telling you anything.”
“I truly wish you would work with me, Mr. Jackson. I'm simply reviewing your subconscious in an attempt to determine how much of a threat you pose.”
“Well, quit it. I've got some dreams I'd rather not re-live.”
“ I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson, that's not an option. My mission is clear. ”
“I don't care about your mission. Get out of my head, you freak!” Buddy ran toward Agent Parker and shoved him. The darkness faded momentarily and Buddy could see the interior of Dr. Algen's office briefly before returning to the spotlight.
“ Oh, I wish you hadn't resorted to this type of behavior, Mr. Jackson. ” Agent Parker closed his eyes and a chair appeared behind Buddy, sliding in beneath him and causing him to fall into it. Giant steel coils wrapped around his arms and legs, keeping him from moving.
“Get me out of here!” Buddy exclaimed.
“ I'll make this quick. If all goes as I hope, you will be freed shortly. ” Images flashed around Buddy and Parker, filling the room with glimpses of giant creatures, bloody corpses, flaming wreckage, and in the middle of all of these images was a picture of a young Buddy, wearing a green spandex suit. Each version of himself looked angrier than the last. Buddy cringed as he saw each image, remembering them from his dreams, where they had struck fear and pain in his heart.
His worst nightmares came to life directly in front of him moving in fast-forward. He saw himself on the verge of death over and over again, in the grips of other-worldly creatures, at the hands of crazed-looking lunatics, and finally by his own hand. He heard the screams of thousands, the explosions of buildings burning away the lives of millions. He saw faces of pure fright in every corner. Each face looked at him for help as he sat helpless in the chair Agent Parker had manifested.
Buddy closed his eyes and cried out in agony, begging Agent Parker to stop the nightmare. And just as he cried out, the room went silent.
“Mr. Jackson? Do you understand everything I have told you?” Buddy heard Agent Kent's voice. He opened his eyes and saw he was back in Dr. Algen's office. Agent Parker was still staring at him.
“Mr. Jackson?” Dr. Algen asked.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. Yeah, I got it. We all good to see that guy now?”
“And you are completely certain you have never met, or had any dealings, with this individual in the past,” asked Agent Kent in an accusatory manner.
“I've never met the man.” Agent Kent looked at Agent Parker and Agent Parker gave a slight nod.
“Well then, Mr. Jackson, you are cleared to talk with the patient.”
“Perfect,” Dr. Algen said. “Now, if you would follow me, Mr. Jackson, I can take you to get acquainted with our Mr. Doe. If he responds to you in any way similar to the way he's responded to everyone else, you should be in for
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