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Henderson + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: All In The Mind + +Author: Gene L. Henderson + +Illustrator: Paul Orban + +Release Date: May 19, 2010 [EBook #32434] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ALL IN THE MIND *** + + + + +Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + + +<div class="figleft"> +<img src="images/cover.jpg" alt=""/> +</div> + + + +<div class="figright"> +<img src="images/back.jpg" alt=""/> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + + + + + +<h1>All in the Mind</h1> + +<h2>By Gene L. Henderson</h2> + +<h3>Illustrated by Paul Orban</h3> + +<p>[Transcriber Note: This etext was produced from If Worlds of Science +Fiction April 1954. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that +the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]</p> + + +<div class="figcenter"> +<img src="images/illus1.jpg" alt=""/> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class="sidenote"><i>When does life begin?... A well-known book says "forty". A +well-known radio program says "eighty". Some folks say it's mental, +others say it's physical. But take the strange case of Mel Carlson who +gave a lot of</i> thought <i>to the matter</i>.</div> + + +<p>Mel felt as if he were floating on clouds in the deepest, most intense +dark he had ever experienced. He tried opening his eyes but nothing +happened, only a sharp pain. Little bits of memory flashed back and he +tried to figure out what could have happened, where he was.</p> + +<p>The last thing he could remember was the little lab hidden back in the +mountains in an old mine tunnel. Remote, but only an hour's drive from +the city. What had he been doing? Oh yes, arguing with Neil again. He +even recalled the exact words.</p> + +<p>"Damn it, Mel," his partner had said. "We've gone about as far as +possible working with animal brains. We've got to get a human one."</p> + +<p>"We can't," Mel had disagreed. "There'd be enough of an uproar if the +papers got hold of what we've been doing with animals. If we did get +someone in a hospital to agree to let us use his brain on death, they +would close us up tighter than a drum."</p> + +<p>"But our lab's too well hidden, they'd never know."</p> + +<p>"It wouldn't work anyway. The brain might be damaged for lack of oxygen +and all of our work would go for nothing. Worse, it might indicate +failure where a fresh, healthy brain would mean success."</p> + +<p>"We'll never know unless we try," said Neil almost violently, dark eyes +glittering. "Our funds aren't going to last forever."</p> + +<p>Mel had turned his back and was leaning over the tank where the latest +brain—that from a dog—was lying immersed in the life-giving liquid, a +thin flickering line of light on the oscilloscope behind the tank the +only indication that the brain was alive.</p> + +<p>What had happened then? He thought hard, until a sharp pain and growing +headache almost made him lose consciousness. Either he'd passed out or +something had happened. Maybe the cave had collapsed the concrete walls +of their lab, although he didn't see how that could have happened.</p> + +<p>He became aware of voices, faint at first, then growing stronger. He +strained to listen and just when it appeared that the words would become +distinct enough to understand, they faded away. He waited hopefully +until they came back. This time he could understand words and parts of +sentences.</p> + +<p>"... connect this first and...."</p> + +<p>"No, be careful. Too much voltage would ruin everything and we'd have +to...."</p> + +<p>"Where does this connection go, here?"</p> + +<p>The other voice boomed in then, deep vibrations feeling as if they would +shatter his brain. There was a frantic quality in the words.</p> + +<p>"No, no, you fool, don't...." A penetrating pain knifed through Mel's +head and he tried to scream but heard nothing but a loud buzzing. He +welcomed the loss of consciousness as it blanketed him.</p> + +<p>He struggled back to consciousness once more, a voice calling over and +over in a monotone. "Mel, Mel Carlson. Can you hear me, Mel? Mel, Mel +Carlson. Can you hear me, Mel?" he listened intently, recognizing it as +one of the first voices he had heard. He tried to move but could feel no +response of legs or arms. It was like being buried alive and he tried to +call out for help. He must have lost his voice because he could still +hear the same call.</p> + +<p>"Mel, Mel Carlson, can you...." It broke off abruptly, then came back +triumphantly. "You do hear me, Mel, I can see."</p> + +<p>Again Mel tried to call out, without success. The other warned quickly. +"Don't become alarmed. We're still working on your voice. Just try to +rest." Mel suddenly realized that he'd been listening to Neil and a wave +of thankfulness swept over him. There had been a cave-in then and he'd +been injured. Neil was speaking again, a note of professional regret in +his voice.</p> + +<p>"I'm sorry it had to happen this way but there was too much tied up in +the project to lose now." A growing realization and horror began to seep +through Mel's mind. Neil continued, after a brief pause. "The sine wave +jumped. I see you must realize now. I had to do it, Mel. After all, you +aren't dead you know, just your body is gone. Your brain may live for +hundreds of years. Why just think, you'll be able...." Oblivion again +claimed Mel.</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> + +<p>Once more Mel was floating on clouds and this time the sensation was +exhilarating. He tried moving his arms and legs to see if he could swim +through the velvety darkness but failed. A faint glow began to appear +ahead of him and a low rumble of voices began to echo throughout his +mind. Full realization of what had happened swept over him and he +struggled to retain his sanity. The voices were louder and he recognized +that of Neil, who was saying,</p> + +<p>"... is conscious now. Easy on the voltage, remember last time." A brief +pause, then louder. "Mel, I see that you hear me. Listen carefully. I've +tried out several of my own theories, that's why you can hear. And, in +just a moment, I'm going to give you eyesight. We're having trouble with +a voice." The light began growing in intensity and hurt his eyeballs. +Mel remembered then, depressed, that he had no eyes of his own. Even at +the thought, he tried to shut his eyes which only caused his brain to +ache more. He tried completely relaxing in an endeavor to capture the +floating sensation once more.</p> + +<p>"Ah, that's better," approved Neil's voice. "I see that the brain wave +has smoothed down. If you'll just accept what's happened, Mel, we should +be able to work together." Figures began to form in the white mist. As +they became stronger but out of focus, he saw Neil bent over a control +panel, carefully making adjustments and glancing frequently at the +leaping line of green light across the scope in front of him. He felt a +surge of hate sweep through his brain and saw the green line jump +violently. Neil's hand jumped instinctively toward a red-covered switch. +At the same time, he flashed a glance towards a tank that was barely +within the range of Mel's vision. He realized almost at once that it +must be the same one in which his brain was resting. The full, sickening +realization of what had happened hit him and he almost went over the +black-out line. Then Neil's face loomed square in his direction and +hate, the most intense he had ever experienced, brought the green line +that represented his brain's output up to full level.</p> + +<p>His brain sent impulses out to the nerve ends that had controlled his +arms and legs. They felt as if they were still attached to him but +paralyzed. His mind felt clearer and sharper now than it ever had before +in his life. He determined to analyze his new mental capabilities +carefully in the hope he would find a means of striking back.</p> + +<p>During the next few weeks, only his hatred for Neil enabled Mel to keep +his sanity. The first empty feeling that the future could hold nothing +for him but horror gave way to planning and scheming. His mechanical +voice was perfected, operated by the nerve ends of his brain, much as +his original vocal cords had functioned. It enabled him to now assist in +his own rehabilitation by suggesting improvements or solutions to +mechanical aids he could control. The steady growth or realization of +his mental powers were amazing to Mel. He realized that they must have +been inherent and in his subconscious all of the time, only his loss of +body brought them out now. That, plus the fact that he required +practically no rest if the stimulants pumped into the tank were +sufficient.</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> + +<p>This last was the clue to his use by Neil. It became apparent that his +erstwhile partner planned on using him to the fullest possible extent. +First Neil brought in a problem concerning a new type of paint to absorb +the rays of the sun and convert them into electrical energy. Not until +he had studied the problem and given Neil the answer did Mel realize the +full financial potentiality of his powers.</p> + +<p>He immediately brought up the subjects. "What about our partnership +agreement on profits?" he asked.</p> + +<p>"Profits?" repeated Neil with a nasty smile. "Why? Where did you plan on +going?"</p> + +<p>For once Mel was glad that his voice was flat and devoid of all +inflection. It kept the other from sensing the rage that made him want +to do something violent. "You know what I mean," he insisted doggedly. +"Unless you want to admit murder, we're still partners."</p> + +<p>Neil laughed and said, "That's right. Of course I can draw any and all +funds that I need but if the authorities ever check on your +disappearance, they'll find that a separate account has been opened in +your name in the City. All you have to do is go in and withdraw it any +time you want to." He chuckled, then grew serious.</p> + +<p>"Don't get any ideas," he warned. "We've been spending most of the time +during the past couple of months getting you in shape for your intended +function and I'm going to bring more and more problems in to you." He +explained further, "I've opened an engineering consultant service in the +city and this paint formula alone will bring us all the business we'll +need." He pretended to be busy at one of the computers being installed +but Mel could see that he was glancing out of the corners of his eyes at +the oscilloscope for indication of a brain reaction. Mel had learned +several weeks ago that he could control the output of his brain and had +been careful to conceal the fact from Neil.</p> + +<p>His partner said, disappointment in his voice. "Doesn't my attitude +bother you anymore?"</p> + +<p>Mel's mechanical voice rolled out. "When you destroyed my body, you +destroyed all emotions. If that's the way you want to do things, that's +the way it'll be."</p> + +<p>"But the ethics...."</p> + +<p>"I know what would happen to me if you turned me over to the scientists. +I'd be a freak and treated as such. I owe nothing to the world."</p> + +<p>"Swell," enthused Neil, this time his face twisted into a grimace of +pleasure. "I've got a lot of plans that you'll fit into."</p> + +<p>Experiments had been made with muscular control and they discovered that +Mel could govern an electrically powered table, controlled by short wave +radio. Another "eye" that could swing in a 360 degree circle had been +mounted on it and broadcast its information to Mel's optical circuit. A +mechanical arm had also been installed on it and Mel spent long night +hours when the lab was quiet perfecting his control over it. Before +long, he was as much—if not more—proficient with it as he had been +with his own arms. He began laying his plans.</p> + +<p>The first thing he needed was a weapon. Getting his control cart out of +the cubicle was easy since Jenkins, the only assistant allowed in the +entire laboratory, had left his key ring lying on a table one morning. +It had been but the work of a moment to wheel over, pick them up and +then conceal them. Jenkins had spent a frantic hour in search but +finally went into the machine shop to make up a new set. He had first +cautioned Mel against letting Neil know, almost fawning in his gratitude +when Mel promised.</p> + +<p>He searched the entire lab the first two nights but discovered that Neil +had taken the revolver he had kept in a drawer of his old desk. It would +take too long to try and machine another one, although their machine +shop had proven its capability of turning out anything. A knife he +discarded as too clumsy for his means of control. He then carefully +considered steel darts shot from a tube by compressed air or carbon +dioxide but reluctantly abandoned that idea also. Since he had a +machine's limitations as well as advantages, he'd have to begin thinking +less like a human. So, the first thing to base a weapon on would be the +material most plentiful in the lab. That was—electricity.</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> + +<p>Once determined on the line of his endeavors, he briefly marvelled again +on the still unexplored potentialities of his brain. The weapon would be +mounted on his own cart and electricity could either be broadcast or +self-contained. For mobility, he decided on a power pack. The weapon +itself evolved so easily that he wondered why no one had thought of it +before now. Special type condensers built a battery charge up to over a +million volts for a split second. This charge, invisible until it hit an +object more solid than air, was contained in a very narrow beam by +strong screens of opposite polarity. The entire sequence of operation +was almost instantaneous, and the bolt was more in the nature of an +electrical projectile than a continuous beam.</p> + +<p>He decided that the unit, resembling a flashlight, could be mounted in a +concealed spot under his "eye" so that it could be fired at whatever he +might be looking at.</p> + +<p>Now that he had a means of defending himself, Mel felt more at ease but +at a loss for his next step. Merely eliminating both Jenkins and Neil +would gain his revenge but what then? He could always notify the +authorities but mentally flinched at exposing himself to the world as a +freak and being at the mercy of the morbid curiosity of millions.</p> + +<p>He had hardly begun to lay his plans before disaster struck. Neil came +in early one morning and had Mel begin working on a problem concerning a +new type of steel that would combine structural strength with the +lightweight qualities of aluminum. Mel energized his calculators that +were, electrically, practically part of his brain. He briefly wondered +why Neil appeared so restless, wandering around the room with his hands +behind his back, studying everything. Then the problem became so +intriguing that he completely forgot that anyone was in the room.</p> + +<p>His first inkling that anything was wrong was when Neil straightened up +from the cart with a twisted smile on his face and exclaimed:</p> + +<p>"Ha!"</p> + +<p>Mel's first, startled conjecture was that the other had discovered the +special weapon. He tried to rotate the lens so that the weapon would +point at Neil but could see, by other stationary lenses in the room, +that the one on the cart remained motionless. The same was true of the +mechanical arm. In fact, the entire cart was dead.</p> + +<p>"I pulled the main power fuse," said Neil, a slight smile on his face. +"I suppose you thought you were getting away with it completely." Not +positive as to how much his partner knew, Mel, decided on silence as his +defense. The smile disappeared from the other's face and he continued, +slowly:</p> + +<p>"Something must be wrong with your reasoning. I knew something was up +when the power company's statement showed an unusually high increase in +power consumption. From there on it was easy to read the meters at night +myself, and then the next morning. What were you up to anyway?" Mel +still maintained his silence.</p> + +<p>"Okay if that's the way you want it," said Neil more harshly. He walked +to the end of the tank and Mel felt his brain telegraphing warnings to +severed nerve connections not yet again in use. Neil reached out to a +valve Mel recognized as controlling the minute amount of chemicals that +served to nourish the cells in his brain. Relays were connected to it +that also regulated the injection of oxygen proportionately into the +fluid. He turned it slightly then began watching the oscilloscope +closely. In a matter of seconds, Mel felt his usually sharp senses begin +to dull. The oscilloscope blurred until, by great effort, he brought it +into focus again. He saw that the height of the wavy line denoting the +strength of his brain's output was abnormally low.</p> + +<p>"Feeling all right?" asked Neil in mock anxiety. He turned the valve +back to its correct setting and almost instantly Mel felt better. +"That's just a sample of what can happen if you force me to it," warned +the other. "A little more of a turn and that super brain of yours would +be garbage. Only I wouldn't do that, of course. There are a few more +experiments I want to make before your brain dies." Knowing the vicious +nature of his partner, Mel decided to talk before the other goaded +himself into some unplanned action.</p> + +<p>"Don't forget the fable about the goose that laid the golden eggs," his +voice rolled out. "There's still a lot I could do for you, you know—or +<i>not</i> do." He saw with relief that the anger receded from the other's +face to be replaced by a look of cunning.</p> + +<p>"I almost forgot," said Neil. "I've another surprise for you." He went +to a circuit near the master calculator that he himself had installed +only several days ago. All the master components were open, a rheostat +appearing to be the primary control. Mel had decided at the time it had +to do with voltage regulation of the calculator since there had been +trouble with it.</p> + +<p>Neil placed his hand on it, then turned his head in the general +direction of the tank and said, "Just in case you get ideas of not +co-operating, I can use this for persuasion." He cracked the vernier +just a trifle and agony knifed through Mel's brain. It receded, leaving +a slight ache.</p> + +<p>"Not much voltage," Neil was saying with satisfaction, "but, judging +from the way your brain wave jumped, I don't imagine it felt very good, +did it?"</p> + +<p>"You win," was Mel's only comment, not wanting another jolt. Never +before had he felt so helpless and completely at the mercy of another. +He realized more and more that he had less defense than a new-born baby, +which could at least kick and wave its hands. He could do nothing except +try to retain his sanity and wait for his day to come....</p> + +<p>"Good," approved his partner, his manner indicating that it was the most +natural thing in the world that Mel should give in. "Just in case you +forget, I think I'll keep the cart disconnected so that you can't do +anything to harm yourself at night." His manner abruptly turned +business-like. "Now then, that paint formula story got around and we've +got a lot of business to handle. Most of it's routine for you but we'll +drag it out and sock them plenty. A couple of items we'll copy after +you've solved them and say it couldn't be done."</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> + +<p>Mel missed the cart more than he thought he would. It was much like the +time when, as a boy, he'd broken a leg and had to stay in bed for +several weeks. He was forced to turn in on himself.</p> + +<p>The real turn in the development of his mind, and above the level he had +thought possible, came about as an accident one day. Resting, with +nothing to do, he had the full room in vision with the stationary +lenses. A flicker of motion caught his attention and careful waiting +disclosed it to be a small mouse that had somehow gained access to the +laboratory and then into his room. Welcoming any change in his routine, +he watched as the small creature scurried around the room looking for +something to eat. Several times Mel amused himself by causing his voice +box to rumble, making the rodent scurry around madly for a hiding place +until the imagined danger had passed. Eventually it became used to the +noise and not even talking affected it.</p> + +<p>It disappeared from sight for several minutes and Mel had just begun to +wonder if it had a nest in the equipment when it reappeared on top of +the calculator, near the electrical prod that Neil had used on his +brain. Remembering the searing jolt it had given him, Mel watched +anxiously as the mouse pushed an inquisitive nose into the still exposed +components. He became more concerned as the animal became more +intrigued. Not only was there danger that the mouse would push down on a +delicate relay and close it, but he could conceivably short out the main +power supply. The result wasn't pleasant to contemplate. If it didn't +permanently damage some of his brain cells, the pain might drive him +into insanity.</p> + +<p>He tried shouting but the mouse paid no attention to him. He called for +first, Jenkins and then Neil until he remembered that his partner had +said they were going in after some special equipment. While he watched +helplessly, the mouse stretched out and touched a relay point. Instantly +pain knifed through his brain and he became aware of a roaring sound +that he realized was his voice blaring out. The extra loud and continued +blast of sound had caused the mouse to withdraw nervously from the +relay. Something about it had made him determined, however, and as Mel +was barely recovering from the first jolt, the mouse moved back. Mel +wished desperately that the cart had been left in operation so that he +might at least use the sound of motion or the mechanical arm to frighten +his tiny tormentor from the vicinity of the relay.</p> + +<p>He watched intently as the mouse came closer to the points, oblivious to +everything else in the room. As it almost touched the points, a violent +surge of hate coursed through his brain cells and he was surprised to +see the mouse flung violently back down to the floor. It lay there +motionless and he finally realized, with thankfulness, that it was dead. +As the pain from the jolt subsided to the point where he could barely +feel it, he began to wonder what had happened. The amount of voltage +necessary to hurt him was so small that nothing beyond a direct short +across the primary power would have affected the mouse. He began to +analyze everything preceding the point where the mouse had been flung +from the top of the calculator. A check and recheck brought the same +answer, one that he had at first refused to believe—his thoughts had +been responsible.</p> + +<p>Further contemplation convinced him that, while his thoughts had +undoubtedly been responsible, the mental power itself had not been +enough, as pure, brute force, to accomplish the task, but must have +struck at the rodent's brain itself. That would have been enough to +convulse the animal's muscles and make it look at first as if some +outside force had hurled it to the floor. The stolid Jenkins was +somewhat perturbed when he found the dead mouse.</p> + +<p>"But how could it get in here," he demanded querulously. Then, as if in +sudden thought, "and what could have killed it?"</p> + +<p>Mel suddenly decided that it might be better if the other were set at +ease since even Jenkins could dissect it if he became curious enough and +might find enough to make Neil suspicious.</p> + +<p>"I saw it yesterday," he said. "I didn't say anything since it was +interesting and was company for me. I noticed that it was moving more +slowly today and seemed to be weaker. It must have starved to death. +Nothing to eat in here, and he couldn't get out."</p> + +<p>"Yeah," agreed the other, picking it up and throwing it into a +wastepaper basket. The explanation had evidently satisfied him, since he +went about his routine tasks.</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> + +<p>After the excitement of his discovery had worn off, Mel began to +cautiously test its potential. He carefully directed his thoughts at +Jenkins and caused an instant reaction. For a brief moment, he felt a +resilient pressure as if something were pressing against his own brain. +He instinctively pushed back harder and heard Jenkins yell as the +opposing pressure collapsed. The assistant was leaning against a work +table, a dazed look on his face.</p> + +<p>"What happened?" Mel asked.</p> + +<p>"I don't know," said the other, pressing a hand to the side of his head. +"It felt as if something had hit me in the head, now it aches a little. +Guess I'll have to do something about this cold." He left, still holding +a hand to his head.</p> + +<p>It was obvious that his newly discovered power could be dangerous so Mel +proceeded with his experimenting more slowly. Jenkins was still his only +guinea pig and he learned to gage just when the assistant's resistance +was about to collapse and reduce the intensity of his own probing +accordingly. He was disappointed to discover that either it was +impossible to read another's mind or that he hadn't discovered the +method. However, he could roughly direct the other's actions. Jenkins +had been becoming increasingly nervous so Mel became even more subtle in +his experimenting. He'd wait until the assistant was idle and then +either make him cross his legs or put one or the other of his hands up +to scratch his head. He finally became so smooth and accurate in his +control that it lost most of its interest as a means of recreation.</p> + +<p>He began to extend his range. Wood and concrete offered no impedance at +all. Metal, with the exception of aluminum, cut the intensity roughly +about half. Jenkins was in Mel's room when he first probed Neil's brain. +His partner's mental resistance was much higher and he pressed slowly +but methodically so that the break-through would be controlled. To his +surprise, he found that Neil's brain was much easier to control than +that of Jenkins had been.</p> + +<p>It was about this time that he found he was beginning to master the +sharing of his host's eyesight. While he might not be able to read +another's mind, it would be a big help to know what someone else was +doing or what he was looking at. He tried searching outside the building +but found nothing, other than an occasional small spot of resistance +that would probably indicate a small animal. This wasn't surprising +since the lab was hidden in caves in a secluded canyon that had no +attraction to the casual wanderer.</p> + +<p>His next concentration was on the animals he encountered every so often. +His first few attempts resulted in sudden and complete collapse of +resistance and he sadly concluded that his control had been too powerful +and resulted in their death. He tried more carefully and was overjoyed +when he established contact with their visual senses. The sensation was +almost as over-powering as if he had suddenly gained eyesight of his +own. For the first time in months, he revelled in seeing the country +around the outside of the lab and never before had he thought it so +beautiful. Once, while in control of a rabbit's mind, he saw an eagle +flying overhead. He quickly transferred and, before the bird flew far +enough away to make control impossible, he enjoyed the far-reaching +vision of the bird's eyes as it swept on towards some hidden nest. He +could even see the city in the distance.</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> + +<p>Several times he neglected to notice Neil's entrance into the room, so +absorbed did he become in his newly discovered, if second-hand, freedom.</p> + +<p>"What's happened to you anyway?" demanded his erstwhile partner one day +after he had had to repeat a question. "Half of the time lately you're +lost in a world of your own. What're you up to anyway?"</p> + +<p>"Nothing," replied Mel, suddenly alert to any new danger, although +confident he could take care of himself now. "I was just going over some +new equations I've been formulating as a hobby. Now that you've taken +away my cart, there isn't much to keep me occupied you know. You don't +begin to bring enough problems. What's wrong?"</p> + +<p>Mel wished that he could read the other's mind since Neil began to act +evasive. He laughed with a false heartiness. "Wrong? Why I've—we've—" +he corrected, "—already made a fortune on a couple of our own patents +as well as commissions from project solutions. Someone might get +suspicious if we did too well or too much."</p> + +<p>This made sense but Mel couldn't resist digging. "You mean that your +past record of success as measured against your supposed one now might +make the police ask questions?" he asked. The other remained silent so +he pressed the attack. "Or are they already wondering why I haven't been +seen for so long?"</p> + +<p>"There were a few questions at first," admitted the other, "but I think +I've satisfied them all. However, I've been thinking that it might be a +good idea to move you somewhere else."</p> + +<p>"But hardly anyone knows the lab exists," protested Mel.</p> + +<p>"The power company does, even if the meters are way down the road. We +should've planned on our own generators from the first. Then there's the +deed recorder. This land is in both of our names you know."</p> + +<p>"It'd still be a tremendous project," pointed out Mel. "You couldn't +begin to keep the new location secret because you'd need help in moving +me. One little slip and it'd be all over."</p> + +<p>There was an upward curl to the other's lips that Mel didn't like. "Oh, +we'd have to be careful," he admitted. "Luckily the time delay wouldn't +hurt any, there's so much money rolling in." He hesitated for a moment, +as if in thought, then concluded, "In fact, there's no project on now +unless you have a private one of your own. It might be a good idea to +plan on the move right away."</p> + +<p>"I still don't like the idea," stated Mel flatly. "I'd like to think it +over for a couple of days."</p> + +<p>"Think it over all you want," said Neil with a grin. He walked to the +calculator and patted it near the jolter. "Only don't forget I don't +have to ask you." He waited almost hopefully but Mel said nothing, +content with the feeling of power and knowledge that, so long as he was +prepared, the other could do nothing immediate to harm him. The time had +come for action, however.</p> + +<p>Mel kept mental contact with his partner after he had left. Neil went +directly to the office and unlocked the center drawer of his desk. He +then began pulling out papers and scanning them rapidly, placing some +back and keeping others out. Mel gasped to himself when he saw the bank +statement and the amount of money deposited under the name of the +partnership. That in Neil's personal account was large but it was +perfectly obvious, according to dates Mel could see through the other's +eyes, that the transfer of funds had not been underway for long. As it +now stood, they were both practically millionaires but he knew Neil +wouldn't be satisfied.</p> + +<p>Watching through the other's eyes, Mel had his vision switched from the +desk to the door. He saw that Jenkins had just entered, mouth moving. He +thought he could read his lips just enough to make out his own name. +Jenkins appeared to stop and listen to Neil, then his facial expression +changed as his lips protested over something. Mel's vision then switched +to another desk drawer that had been opened and he saw his missing +revolver nesting in it. Neil withdrew it and pointed it at Jenkins. The +assistant stepped back, hands up as if to ward off a blow. Then a +placating, if anxious, smile spread over his face and his mouth worked +rapidly, too much so for Mel to read any words. Whatever had been said, +it appeared to satisfy Neil since he lowered the revolver.</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> + +<p>Mel broke contact and came back to his own room and stationary video +scanners that served as his eyes. Jenkins came in and his manner made it +plain to Mel that he was laboring under an intense pressure. He began +puttering around the work table, gradually making his way closer to the +tank housing Mel's brain.</p> + +<p>"Jenkins," said Mel, purposely extra loud.</p> + +<p>The assistant jumped nervously, dropping a piece of metal he had picked +up.</p> + +<p>"Yes," he almost quavered.</p> + +<p>"Have you ever thought how it would be to be condemned to a life like +mine?"</p> + +<p>"No-o-o, not especially. Why should I?"</p> + +<p>"You helped put me here, you know."</p> + +<p>"I was only following orders, I—"</p> + +<p>"All right, all right. I know how Neil can force a person to do +something. But you could help me, you know."</p> + +<p>"How's that?" suspiciously. "I'm not going to tell anyone, if that's +what you're driving at."</p> + +<p>"No, I'm not trying to get you to do that. All I want is the fuse +replaced on the cart. Then it would feel as if I were moving around and +break up the monotony. This is worse than any solitary cell in prison +could ever be."</p> + +<p>"No," refused the assistant flatly. "It wouldn't do you any good anyway. +It's just—" He stopped, hand going to his mouth as if he had said +something he wasn't supposed to.</p> + +<p>"How's that, Jenkins?" reminded Mel as gently as he could. "What's +supposed to happen?"</p> + +<p>"I don't know," replied Jenkins sullenly.</p> + +<p>"Put a fuse back in the cart," directed Mel. At the same time he applied +pressure almost to the breaking point against the other's mind.</p> + +<p>"No!"</p> + +<p>He knifed through to the other's brain with ease and just enough power +to accomplish his purpose without harming Jenkins. This was the most +complete control Mel had ever attempted and Jenkins' legs moved +spasmodically as though he were a puppet on strings. There was horror in +his bulging eyes and sweat began breaking out on his forehead. +Relentlessly he was forced towards the cart until at last it had been +reached.</p> + +<p>"Jenkins," said Mel as low as he could. "Can you hear me?" A slight +twitch of the head was the only indication that he could, so Mel +instructed,</p> + +<p>"There's a spare fuse near the holder, Jenkins. Take it out and place it +in the primary circuit. Do that and I'll let you go. If need be, I could +kill you now. The fuse, Jenkins." He relaxed his hold slightly but +Jenkins made no attempt to comply. Mel continued,</p> + +<p>"Remember the dead mouse, Jenkins? I did that. The fuse, before I lose +my patience." He applied more power until the other's hand began moving +unsteadily towards the cart. As he withdrew slightly, from mental +contact, Jenkins continued his task and in a moment Mel was able to move +the cart. He had momentarily forgotten Jenkins until he became aware +that the assistant had let out a yell of terror and was rushing for the +door. Mel watched with amusement, knowing that he could have stopped the +other with hardly a strain. Just before he reached the door, it opened +and Neil appeared. Jenkins came to a halt and stared in terror at his +employer.</p> + +<p>"Well," said the other impatiently. "What's been keeping you, Jenkins? +Did you—"</p> + +<p>"No, he didn't," answered Mel. At the same time he caused the cart to +move sideways and swung the video scanner until it was staring directly +at Neil.</p> + +<p>"Well," said the latter accusingly, switching his gaze to the terrified +Jenkins. "So this is how you follow out orders."</p> + +<p>"He made me do it, boss. He made me," babbled Jenkins as Neil, face set +with determination, drew his revolver from a pocket. Before the +astounded Mel could do more than gaze incredulously, there were two +sharp cracks and Jenkins slowly placed his arms around his stomach and +rocked back and forth in agony, before toppling over to the floor to lie +motionless.</p> + +<p>"Now you," said Neil, swinging his revolver towards Mel's tank. Mel +frantically stabbed at his partner's mind but could feel no pressure. +Another shot rang out and he felt a numbing pressure seemingly from +every direction that could only mean it was against his physical brain +itself. The shock forced him to use every bit of power he possessed to +keep conscious. Neil had lowered the revolver a trifle and was saying in +a superior tone,</p> + +<p>"Whatever you did to Jenkins, it's only hastened the inevitable, if that +makes you feel any better. I'd have had to get rid of him too, once you +were disposed of."</p> + +<p>He began raising the revolver again and the dazed Mel instinctively +relayed power to the cart. The eye had been pointing directly at Neil +and the only sound that indicated the energy gun had been set off was a +slight hiss. The effect on Neil was not only instantaneous but horrible +to see. His body appeared to swell until he looked bloated, then +disintegrated.</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> + +<p>Mel felt himself becoming weak and hastily brought the cart over to +examine the damage the one shot had done to him. Almost fearfully he +scanned himself and saw, with relief, that the shot had penetrated the +tank and was letting the life-giving liquid escape onto the floor. A +quick glance into the tank showed that the lead pellet had missed his +brain but the pressure on the liquid had caused him the initial pain.</p> + +<p>He directed the cart over to the work bench and brought back a tapered +piece of wood. The arm placed it into the hole and then applied pressure +until the trickle had stopped. It would do until he could effect a +permanent patch. He began to feel stronger almost immediately and knew +that the automatic features of his metal "body" were renewing the liquid +at top speed.</p> + +<p>Using the cart, he first checked the supply of chemicals, fed as needed +into the tank, and saw that there was a sufficient quantity to last him +for at least a month. He thanked the good fortune that had allowed +Jenkins to put the cart into operation before it was too late. Without +it, his end would have been as certain as if Neil had been successful in +killing him.</p> + +<p>His first task was to construct several more carts, each complete with +video scanner. One of them was larger than the other. It's first task +was to dispose of the two putrefying bodies. Working almost 24 hours a +day, he hooked an inter-communications system to every room of the +underground lab and directly into his system. Even the telephone was +connected to it so that, if necessary, he could answer it or make a +call.</p> + +<p>The day finally arrived when there was no more he could do. The entire +lab was almost like a steel and concrete body, so thoroughly had its +every function been integrated as part of his brain. The decision he had +been almost frantically avoiding could no longer be put aside. He had +approximately a week in which to decide. It would be simple to call the +police and in turn let them notify the various scientists as to his +position.</p> + +<p>He dreaded the thought of the circus that the lab would become. +Erstwhile friends would troop in to look at him with morbid curiosity. +Then when his potential became known, tasks would be assigned. There was +a definite possibility that he would be moved, even at the danger of +injury to himself. Countless thousands would demand it and their will +would be obeyed unless the curtain of national security could be drawn +across him.</p> + +<p>One day was spent in contacting the animals outside the lab and +revelling in flight for awhile. Then he sped through the countryside, +first with a coyote, then with a deer. There was a possibility that if +the scientists moved him, his new tank would be shielded so that it +would be impossible to enjoy himself as he now was. All in the name of +science of course.</p> + +<p>On the other hand, if it were possible to have all supplies delivered to +a nearby point where he could pick them up, he could continue his +present method of existence. His mind jumped eagerly from problem to +problem which he could undoubtedly solve for the benefit of mankind. The +present patents in the partnership's name would bring enough money +indefinitely to pursue them since much could be done by pure thought.</p> + +<p>There was the survival phase first. He would devise an electronic +blanketing ray that would dampen all atomic explosions. Then he could +turn to the health of people all over the world, wipe out diseases. All +this would depend, of course on his being able to remain undisturbed and +that might tax his powers to their utmost. He wondered if it would be +worth the effort.</p> + +<p>Finally he had less than three days left, which narrowed the safety +margin to the lowest point he cared to think about. He opened the +telephone circuit and heard the operator say, "Number please."</p> + +<p>He hesitated briefly, then said,</p> + +<p>"The Waring Chemical Supply House, please." His order was soon placed +and, afterwards, he felt almost as free and elated as when, as a boy, +school had let out for the summer. The manual dexterity of the metallic +fingers he had constructed would enable him to write checks with his own +signature. A faint idea had even tickled his curiosity and he felt +certain that he could grow cells within a couple of weeks. From there, +he could work on a body for himself, one even more efficient than the +old one Neil had destroyed.</p> + +<p>A human in the lab at that moment would have been startled. As near +possible as it was for any wheeled vehicle to do so, he had several +carts almost doing a jig in the main office. His new life had just +begun.</p> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of All In The Mind, by Gene L. 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A +well-known radio program says "eighty". Some folks say it's mental, +others say it's physical. But take the strange case of Mel Carlson who +gave a lot of_ thought _to the matter_.] + + +Mel felt as if he were floating on clouds in the deepest, most intense +dark he had ever experienced. He tried opening his eyes but nothing +happened, only a sharp pain. Little bits of memory flashed back and he +tried to figure out what could have happened, where he was. + +The last thing he could remember was the little lab hidden back in the +mountains in an old mine tunnel. Remote, but only an hour's drive from +the city. What had he been doing? Oh yes, arguing with Neil again. He +even recalled the exact words. + +"Damn it, Mel," his partner had said. "We've gone about as far as +possible working with animal brains. We've got to get a human one." + +"We can't," Mel had disagreed. "There'd be enough of an uproar if the +papers got hold of what we've been doing with animals. If we did get +someone in a hospital to agree to let us use his brain on death, they +would close us up tighter than a drum." + +"But our lab's too well hidden, they'd never know." + +"It wouldn't work anyway. The brain might be damaged for lack of oxygen +and all of our work would go for nothing. Worse, it might indicate +failure where a fresh, healthy brain would mean success." + +"We'll never know unless we try," said Neil almost violently, dark eyes +glittering. "Our funds aren't going to last forever." + +Mel had turned his back and was leaning over the tank where the latest +brain--that from a dog--was lying immersed in the life-giving liquid, a +thin flickering line of light on the oscilloscope behind the tank the +only indication that the brain was alive. + +What had happened then? He thought hard, until a sharp pain and growing +headache almost made him lose consciousness. Either he'd passed out or +something had happened. Maybe the cave had collapsed the concrete walls +of their lab, although he didn't see how that could have happened. + +He became aware of voices, faint at first, then growing stronger. He +strained to listen and just when it appeared that the words would become +distinct enough to understand, they faded away. He waited hopefully +until they came back. This time he could understand words and parts of +sentences. + +"... connect this first and...." + +"No, be careful. Too much voltage would ruin everything and we'd have +to...." + +"Where does this connection go, here?" + +The other voice boomed in then, deep vibrations feeling as if they would +shatter his brain. There was a frantic quality in the words. + +"No, no, you fool, don't...." A penetrating pain knifed through Mel's +head and he tried to scream but heard nothing but a loud buzzing. He +welcomed the loss of consciousness as it blanketed him. + +He struggled back to consciousness once more, a voice calling over and +over in a monotone. "Mel, Mel Carlson. Can you hear me, Mel? Mel, Mel +Carlson. Can you hear me, Mel?" he listened intently, recognizing it as +one of the first voices he had heard. He tried to move but could feel no +response of legs or arms. It was like being buried alive and he tried to +call out for help. He must have lost his voice because he could still +hear the same call. + +"Mel, Mel Carlson, can you...." It broke off abruptly, then came back +triumphantly. "You do hear me, Mel, I can see." + +Again Mel tried to call out, without success. The other warned quickly. +"Don't become alarmed. We're still working on your voice. Just try to +rest." Mel suddenly realized that he'd been listening to Neil and a wave +of thankfulness swept over him. There had been a cave-in then and he'd +been injured. Neil was speaking again, a note of professional regret in +his voice. + +"I'm sorry it had to happen this way but there was too much tied up in +the project to lose now." A growing realization and horror began to seep +through Mel's mind. Neil continued, after a brief pause. "The sine wave +jumped. I see you must realize now. I had to do it, Mel. After all, you +aren't dead you know, just your body is gone. Your brain may live for +hundreds of years. Why just think, you'll be able...." Oblivion again +claimed Mel. + + * * * * * + +Once more Mel was floating on clouds and this time the sensation was +exhilarating. He tried moving his arms and legs to see if he could swim +through the velvety darkness but failed. A faint glow began to appear +ahead of him and a low rumble of voices began to echo throughout his +mind. Full realization of what had happened swept over him and he +struggled to retain his sanity. The voices were louder and he recognized +that of Neil, who was saying, + +"... is conscious now. Easy on the voltage, remember last time." A brief +pause, then louder. "Mel, I see that you hear me. Listen carefully. I've +tried out several of my own theories, that's why you can hear. And, in +just a moment, I'm going to give you eyesight. We're having trouble with +a voice." The light began growing in intensity and hurt his eyeballs. +Mel remembered then, depressed, that he had no eyes of his own. Even at +the thought, he tried to shut his eyes which only caused his brain to +ache more. He tried completely relaxing in an endeavor to capture the +floating sensation once more. + +"Ah, that's better," approved Neil's voice. "I see that the brain wave +has smoothed down. If you'll just accept what's happened, Mel, we should +be able to work together." Figures began to form in the white mist. As +they became stronger but out of focus, he saw Neil bent over a control +panel, carefully making adjustments and glancing frequently at the +leaping line of green light across the scope in front of him. He felt a +surge of hate sweep through his brain and saw the green line jump +violently. Neil's hand jumped instinctively toward a red-covered switch. +At the same time, he flashed a glance towards a tank that was barely +within the range of Mel's vision. He realized almost at once that it +must be the same one in which his brain was resting. The full, sickening +realization of what had happened hit him and he almost went over the +black-out line. Then Neil's face loomed square in his direction and +hate, the most intense he had ever experienced, brought the green line +that represented his brain's output up to full level. + +His brain sent impulses out to the nerve ends that had controlled his +arms and legs. They felt as if they were still attached to him but +paralyzed. His mind felt clearer and sharper now than it ever had before +in his life. He determined to analyze his new mental capabilities +carefully in the hope he would find a means of striking back. + +During the next few weeks, only his hatred for Neil enabled Mel to keep +his sanity. The first empty feeling that the future could hold nothing +for him but horror gave way to planning and scheming. His mechanical +voice was perfected, operated by the nerve ends of his brain, much as +his original vocal cords had functioned. It enabled him to now assist in +his own rehabilitation by suggesting improvements or solutions to +mechanical aids he could control. The steady growth or realization of +his mental powers were amazing to Mel. He realized that they must have +been inherent and in his subconscious all of the time, only his loss of +body brought them out now. That, plus the fact that he required +practically no rest if the stimulants pumped into the tank were +sufficient. + + * * * * * + +This last was the clue to his use by Neil. It became apparent that his +erstwhile partner planned on using him to the fullest possible extent. +First Neil brought in a problem concerning a new type of paint to absorb +the rays of the sun and convert them into electrical energy. Not until +he had studied the problem and given Neil the answer did Mel realize the +full financial potentiality of his powers. + +He immediately brought up the subjects. "What about our partnership +agreement on profits?" he asked. + +"Profits?" repeated Neil with a nasty smile. "Why? Where did you plan on +going?" + +For once Mel was glad that his voice was flat and devoid of all +inflection. It kept the other from sensing the rage that made him want +to do something violent. "You know what I mean," he insisted doggedly. +"Unless you want to admit murder, we're still partners." + +Neil laughed and said, "That's right. Of course I can draw any and all +funds that I need but if the authorities ever check on your +disappearance, they'll find that a separate account has been opened in +your name in the City. All you have to do is go in and withdraw it any +time you want to." He chuckled, then grew serious. + +"Don't get any ideas," he warned. "We've been spending most of the time +during the past couple of months getting you in shape for your intended +function and I'm going to bring more and more problems in to you." He +explained further, "I've opened an engineering consultant service in the +city and this paint formula alone will bring us all the business we'll +need." He pretended to be busy at one of the computers being installed +but Mel could see that he was glancing out of the corners of his eyes at +the oscilloscope for indication of a brain reaction. Mel had learned +several weeks ago that he could control the output of his brain and had +been careful to conceal the fact from Neil. + +His partner said, disappointment in his voice. "Doesn't my attitude +bother you anymore?" + +Mel's mechanical voice rolled out. "When you destroyed my body, you +destroyed all emotions. If that's the way you want to do things, that's +the way it'll be." + +"But the ethics...." + +"I know what would happen to me if you turned me over to the scientists. +I'd be a freak and treated as such. I owe nothing to the world." + +"Swell," enthused Neil, this time his face twisted into a grimace of +pleasure. "I've got a lot of plans that you'll fit into." + +Experiments had been made with muscular control and they discovered that +Mel could govern an electrically powered table, controlled by short wave +radio. Another "eye" that could swing in a 360 degree circle had been +mounted on it and broadcast its information to Mel's optical circuit. A +mechanical arm had also been installed on it and Mel spent long night +hours when the lab was quiet perfecting his control over it. Before +long, he was as much--if not more--proficient with it as he had been +with his own arms. He began laying his plans. + +The first thing he needed was a weapon. Getting his control cart out of +the cubicle was easy since Jenkins, the only assistant allowed in the +entire laboratory, had left his key ring lying on a table one morning. +It had been but the work of a moment to wheel over, pick them up and +then conceal them. Jenkins had spent a frantic hour in search but +finally went into the machine shop to make up a new set. He had first +cautioned Mel against letting Neil know, almost fawning in his gratitude +when Mel promised. + +He searched the entire lab the first two nights but discovered that Neil +had taken the revolver he had kept in a drawer of his old desk. It would +take too long to try and machine another one, although their machine +shop had proven its capability of turning out anything. A knife he +discarded as too clumsy for his means of control. He then carefully +considered steel darts shot from a tube by compressed air or carbon +dioxide but reluctantly abandoned that idea also. Since he had a +machine's limitations as well as advantages, he'd have to begin thinking +less like a human. So, the first thing to base a weapon on would be the +material most plentiful in the lab. That was--electricity. + + * * * * * + +Once determined on the line of his endeavors, he briefly marvelled again +on the still unexplored potentialities of his brain. The weapon would be +mounted on his own cart and electricity could either be broadcast or +self-contained. For mobility, he decided on a power pack. The weapon +itself evolved so easily that he wondered why no one had thought of it +before now. Special type condensers built a battery charge up to over a +million volts for a split second. This charge, invisible until it hit an +object more solid than air, was contained in a very narrow beam by +strong screens of opposite polarity. The entire sequence of operation +was almost instantaneous, and the bolt was more in the nature of an +electrical projectile than a continuous beam. + +He decided that the unit, resembling a flashlight, could be mounted in a +concealed spot under his "eye" so that it could be fired at whatever he +might be looking at. + +Now that he had a means of defending himself, Mel felt more at ease but +at a loss for his next step. Merely eliminating both Jenkins and Neil +would gain his revenge but what then? He could always notify the +authorities but mentally flinched at exposing himself to the world as a +freak and being at the mercy of the morbid curiosity of millions. + +He had hardly begun to lay his plans before disaster struck. Neil came +in early one morning and had Mel begin working on a problem concerning a +new type of steel that would combine structural strength with the +lightweight qualities of aluminum. Mel energized his calculators that +were, electrically, practically part of his brain. He briefly wondered +why Neil appeared so restless, wandering around the room with his hands +behind his back, studying everything. Then the problem became so +intriguing that he completely forgot that anyone was in the room. + +His first inkling that anything was wrong was when Neil straightened up +from the cart with a twisted smile on his face and exclaimed: + +"Ha!" + +Mel's first, startled conjecture was that the other had discovered the +special weapon. He tried to rotate the lens so that the weapon would +point at Neil but could see, by other stationary lenses in the room, +that the one on the cart remained motionless. The same was true of the +mechanical arm. In fact, the entire cart was dead. + +"I pulled the main power fuse," said Neil, a slight smile on his face. +"I suppose you thought you were getting away with it completely." Not +positive as to how much his partner knew, Mel, decided on silence as his +defense. The smile disappeared from the other's face and he continued, +slowly: + +"Something must be wrong with your reasoning. I knew something was up +when the power company's statement showed an unusually high increase in +power consumption. From there on it was easy to read the meters at night +myself, and then the next morning. What were you up to anyway?" Mel +still maintained his silence. + +"Okay if that's the way you want it," said Neil more harshly. He walked +to the end of the tank and Mel felt his brain telegraphing warnings to +severed nerve connections not yet again in use. Neil reached out to a +valve Mel recognized as controlling the minute amount of chemicals that +served to nourish the cells in his brain. Relays were connected to it +that also regulated the injection of oxygen proportionately into the +fluid. He turned it slightly then began watching the oscilloscope +closely. In a matter of seconds, Mel felt his usually sharp senses begin +to dull. The oscilloscope blurred until, by great effort, he brought it +into focus again. He saw that the height of the wavy line denoting the +strength of his brain's output was abnormally low. + +"Feeling all right?" asked Neil in mock anxiety. He turned the valve +back to its correct setting and almost instantly Mel felt better. +"That's just a sample of what can happen if you force me to it," warned +the other. "A little more of a turn and that super brain of yours would +be garbage. Only I wouldn't do that, of course. There are a few more +experiments I want to make before your brain dies." Knowing the vicious +nature of his partner, Mel decided to talk before the other goaded +himself into some unplanned action. + +"Don't forget the fable about the goose that laid the golden eggs," his +voice rolled out. "There's still a lot I could do for you, you know--or +_not_ do." He saw with relief that the anger receded from the other's +face to be replaced by a look of cunning. + +"I almost forgot," said Neil. "I've another surprise for you." He went +to a circuit near the master calculator that he himself had installed +only several days ago. All the master components were open, a rheostat +appearing to be the primary control. Mel had decided at the time it had +to do with voltage regulation of the calculator since there had been +trouble with it. + +Neil placed his hand on it, then turned his head in the general +direction of the tank and said, "Just in case you get ideas of not +co-operating, I can use this for persuasion." He cracked the vernier +just a trifle and agony knifed through Mel's brain. It receded, leaving +a slight ache. + +"Not much voltage," Neil was saying with satisfaction, "but, judging +from the way your brain wave jumped, I don't imagine it felt very good, +did it?" + +"You win," was Mel's only comment, not wanting another jolt. Never +before had he felt so helpless and completely at the mercy of another. +He realized more and more that he had less defense than a new-born baby, +which could at least kick and wave its hands. He could do nothing except +try to retain his sanity and wait for his day to come.... + +"Good," approved his partner, his manner indicating that it was the most +natural thing in the world that Mel should give in. "Just in case you +forget, I think I'll keep the cart disconnected so that you can't do +anything to harm yourself at night." His manner abruptly turned +business-like. "Now then, that paint formula story got around and we've +got a lot of business to handle. Most of it's routine for you but we'll +drag it out and sock them plenty. A couple of items we'll copy after +you've solved them and say it couldn't be done." + + * * * * * + +Mel missed the cart more than he thought he would. It was much like the +time when, as a boy, he'd broken a leg and had to stay in bed for +several weeks. He was forced to turn in on himself. + +The real turn in the development of his mind, and above the level he had +thought possible, came about as an accident one day. Resting, with +nothing to do, he had the full room in vision with the stationary +lenses. A flicker of motion caught his attention and careful waiting +disclosed it to be a small mouse that had somehow gained access to the +laboratory and then into his room. Welcoming any change in his routine, +he watched as the small creature scurried around the room looking for +something to eat. Several times Mel amused himself by causing his voice +box to rumble, making the rodent scurry around madly for a hiding place +until the imagined danger had passed. Eventually it became used to the +noise and not even talking affected it. + +It disappeared from sight for several minutes and Mel had just begun to +wonder if it had a nest in the equipment when it reappeared on top of +the calculator, near the electrical prod that Neil had used on his +brain. Remembering the searing jolt it had given him, Mel watched +anxiously as the mouse pushed an inquisitive nose into the still exposed +components. He became more concerned as the animal became more +intrigued. Not only was there danger that the mouse would push down on a +delicate relay and close it, but he could conceivably short out the main +power supply. The result wasn't pleasant to contemplate. If it didn't +permanently damage some of his brain cells, the pain might drive him +into insanity. + +He tried shouting but the mouse paid no attention to him. He called for +first, Jenkins and then Neil until he remembered that his partner had +said they were going in after some special equipment. While he watched +helplessly, the mouse stretched out and touched a relay point. Instantly +pain knifed through his brain and he became aware of a roaring sound +that he realized was his voice blaring out. The extra loud and continued +blast of sound had caused the mouse to withdraw nervously from the +relay. Something about it had made him determined, however, and as Mel +was barely recovering from the first jolt, the mouse moved back. Mel +wished desperately that the cart had been left in operation so that he +might at least use the sound of motion or the mechanical arm to frighten +his tiny tormentor from the vicinity of the relay. + +He watched intently as the mouse came closer to the points, oblivious to +everything else in the room. As it almost touched the points, a violent +surge of hate coursed through his brain cells and he was surprised to +see the mouse flung violently back down to the floor. It lay there +motionless and he finally realized, with thankfulness, that it was dead. +As the pain from the jolt subsided to the point where he could barely +feel it, he began to wonder what had happened. The amount of voltage +necessary to hurt him was so small that nothing beyond a direct short +across the primary power would have affected the mouse. He began to +analyze everything preceding the point where the mouse had been flung +from the top of the calculator. A check and recheck brought the same +answer, one that he had at first refused to believe--his thoughts had +been responsible. + +Further contemplation convinced him that, while his thoughts had +undoubtedly been responsible, the mental power itself had not been +enough, as pure, brute force, to accomplish the task, but must have +struck at the rodent's brain itself. That would have been enough to +convulse the animal's muscles and make it look at first as if some +outside force had hurled it to the floor. The stolid Jenkins was +somewhat perturbed when he found the dead mouse. + +"But how could it get in here," he demanded querulously. Then, as if in +sudden thought, "and what could have killed it?" + +Mel suddenly decided that it might be better if the other were set at +ease since even Jenkins could dissect it if he became curious enough and +might find enough to make Neil suspicious. + +"I saw it yesterday," he said. "I didn't say anything since it was +interesting and was company for me. I noticed that it was moving more +slowly today and seemed to be weaker. It must have starved to death. +Nothing to eat in here, and he couldn't get out." + +"Yeah," agreed the other, picking it up and throwing it into a +wastepaper basket. The explanation had evidently satisfied him, since he +went about his routine tasks. + + * * * * * + +After the excitement of his discovery had worn off, Mel began to +cautiously test its potential. He carefully directed his thoughts at +Jenkins and caused an instant reaction. For a brief moment, he felt a +resilient pressure as if something were pressing against his own brain. +He instinctively pushed back harder and heard Jenkins yell as the +opposing pressure collapsed. The assistant was leaning against a work +table, a dazed look on his face. + +"What happened?" Mel asked. + +"I don't know," said the other, pressing a hand to the side of his head. +"It felt as if something had hit me in the head, now it aches a little. +Guess I'll have to do something about this cold." He left, still holding +a hand to his head. + +It was obvious that his newly discovered power could be dangerous so Mel +proceeded with his experimenting more slowly. Jenkins was still his only +guinea pig and he learned to gage just when the assistant's resistance +was about to collapse and reduce the intensity of his own probing +accordingly. He was disappointed to discover that either it was +impossible to read another's mind or that he hadn't discovered the +method. However, he could roughly direct the other's actions. Jenkins +had been becoming increasingly nervous so Mel became even more subtle in +his experimenting. He'd wait until the assistant was idle and then +either make him cross his legs or put one or the other of his hands up +to scratch his head. He finally became so smooth and accurate in his +control that it lost most of its interest as a means of recreation. + +He began to extend his range. Wood and concrete offered no impedance at +all. Metal, with the exception of aluminum, cut the intensity roughly +about half. Jenkins was in Mel's room when he first probed Neil's brain. +His partner's mental resistance was much higher and he pressed slowly +but methodically so that the break-through would be controlled. To his +surprise, he found that Neil's brain was much easier to control than +that of Jenkins had been. + +It was about this time that he found he was beginning to master the +sharing of his host's eyesight. While he might not be able to read +another's mind, it would be a big help to know what someone else was +doing or what he was looking at. He tried searching outside the building +but found nothing, other than an occasional small spot of resistance +that would probably indicate a small animal. This wasn't surprising +since the lab was hidden in caves in a secluded canyon that had no +attraction to the casual wanderer. + +His next concentration was on the animals he encountered every so often. +His first few attempts resulted in sudden and complete collapse of +resistance and he sadly concluded that his control had been too powerful +and resulted in their death. He tried more carefully and was overjoyed +when he established contact with their visual senses. The sensation was +almost as over-powering as if he had suddenly gained eyesight of his +own. For the first time in months, he revelled in seeing the country +around the outside of the lab and never before had he thought it so +beautiful. Once, while in control of a rabbit's mind, he saw an eagle +flying overhead. He quickly transferred and, before the bird flew far +enough away to make control impossible, he enjoyed the far-reaching +vision of the bird's eyes as it swept on towards some hidden nest. He +could even see the city in the distance. + + * * * * * + +Several times he neglected to notice Neil's entrance into the room, so +absorbed did he become in his newly discovered, if second-hand, freedom. + +"What's happened to you anyway?" demanded his erstwhile partner one day +after he had had to repeat a question. "Half of the time lately you're +lost in a world of your own. What're you up to anyway?" + +"Nothing," replied Mel, suddenly alert to any new danger, although +confident he could take care of himself now. "I was just going over some +new equations I've been formulating as a hobby. Now that you've taken +away my cart, there isn't much to keep me occupied you know. You don't +begin to bring enough problems. What's wrong?" + +Mel wished that he could read the other's mind since Neil began to act +evasive. He laughed with a false heartiness. "Wrong? Why I've--we've--" +he corrected, "--already made a fortune on a couple of our own patents +as well as commissions from project solutions. Someone might get +suspicious if we did too well or too much." + +This made sense but Mel couldn't resist digging. "You mean that your +past record of success as measured against your supposed one now might +make the police ask questions?" he asked. The other remained silent so +he pressed the attack. "Or are they already wondering why I haven't been +seen for so long?" + +"There were a few questions at first," admitted the other, "but I think +I've satisfied them all. However, I've been thinking that it might be a +good idea to move you somewhere else." + +"But hardly anyone knows the lab exists," protested Mel. + +"The power company does, even if the meters are way down the road. We +should've planned on our own generators from the first. Then there's the +deed recorder. This land is in both of our names you know." + +"It'd still be a tremendous project," pointed out Mel. "You couldn't +begin to keep the new location secret because you'd need help in moving +me. One little slip and it'd be all over." + +There was an upward curl to the other's lips that Mel didn't like. "Oh, +we'd have to be careful," he admitted. "Luckily the time delay wouldn't +hurt any, there's so much money rolling in." He hesitated for a moment, +as if in thought, then concluded, "In fact, there's no project on now +unless you have a private one of your own. It might be a good idea to +plan on the move right away." + +"I still don't like the idea," stated Mel flatly. "I'd like to think it +over for a couple of days." + +"Think it over all you want," said Neil with a grin. He walked to the +calculator and patted it near the jolter. "Only don't forget I don't +have to ask you." He waited almost hopefully but Mel said nothing, +content with the feeling of power and knowledge that, so long as he was +prepared, the other could do nothing immediate to harm him. The time had +come for action, however. + +Mel kept mental contact with his partner after he had left. Neil went +directly to the office and unlocked the center drawer of his desk. He +then began pulling out papers and scanning them rapidly, placing some +back and keeping others out. Mel gasped to himself when he saw the bank +statement and the amount of money deposited under the name of the +partnership. That in Neil's personal account was large but it was +perfectly obvious, according to dates Mel could see through the other's +eyes, that the transfer of funds had not been underway for long. As it +now stood, they were both practically millionaires but he knew Neil +wouldn't be satisfied. + +Watching through the other's eyes, Mel had his vision switched from the +desk to the door. He saw that Jenkins had just entered, mouth moving. He +thought he could read his lips just enough to make out his own name. +Jenkins appeared to stop and listen to Neil, then his facial expression +changed as his lips protested over something. Mel's vision then switched +to another desk drawer that had been opened and he saw his missing +revolver nesting in it. Neil withdrew it and pointed it at Jenkins. The +assistant stepped back, hands up as if to ward off a blow. Then a +placating, if anxious, smile spread over his face and his mouth worked +rapidly, too much so for Mel to read any words. Whatever had been said, +it appeared to satisfy Neil since he lowered the revolver. + + * * * * * + +Mel broke contact and came back to his own room and stationary video +scanners that served as his eyes. Jenkins came in and his manner made it +plain to Mel that he was laboring under an intense pressure. He began +puttering around the work table, gradually making his way closer to the +tank housing Mel's brain. + +"Jenkins," said Mel, purposely extra loud. + +The assistant jumped nervously, dropping a piece of metal he had picked +up. + +"Yes," he almost quavered. + +"Have you ever thought how it would be to be condemned to a life like +mine?" + +"No-o-o, not especially. Why should I?" + +"You helped put me here, you know." + +"I was only following orders, I--" + +"All right, all right. I know how Neil can force a person to do +something. But you could help me, you know." + +"How's that?" suspiciously. "I'm not going to tell anyone, if that's +what you're driving at." + +"No, I'm not trying to get you to do that. All I want is the fuse +replaced on the cart. Then it would feel as if I were moving around and +break up the monotony. This is worse than any solitary cell in prison +could ever be." + +"No," refused the assistant flatly. "It wouldn't do you any good anyway. +It's just--" He stopped, hand going to his mouth as if he had said +something he wasn't supposed to. + +"How's that, Jenkins?" reminded Mel as gently as he could. "What's +supposed to happen?" + +"I don't know," replied Jenkins sullenly. + +"Put a fuse back in the cart," directed Mel. At the same time he applied +pressure almost to the breaking point against the other's mind. + +"No!" + +He knifed through to the other's brain with ease and just enough power +to accomplish his purpose without harming Jenkins. This was the most +complete control Mel had ever attempted and Jenkins' legs moved +spasmodically as though he were a puppet on strings. There was horror in +his bulging eyes and sweat began breaking out on his forehead. +Relentlessly he was forced towards the cart until at last it had been +reached. + +"Jenkins," said Mel as low as he could. "Can you hear me?" A slight +twitch of the head was the only indication that he could, so Mel +instructed, + +"There's a spare fuse near the holder, Jenkins. Take it out and place it +in the primary circuit. Do that and I'll let you go. If need be, I could +kill you now. The fuse, Jenkins." He relaxed his hold slightly but +Jenkins made no attempt to comply. Mel continued, + +"Remember the dead mouse, Jenkins? I did that. The fuse, before I lose +my patience." He applied more power until the other's hand began moving +unsteadily towards the cart. As he withdrew slightly, from mental +contact, Jenkins continued his task and in a moment Mel was able to move +the cart. He had momentarily forgotten Jenkins until he became aware +that the assistant had let out a yell of terror and was rushing for the +door. Mel watched with amusement, knowing that he could have stopped the +other with hardly a strain. Just before he reached the door, it opened +and Neil appeared. Jenkins came to a halt and stared in terror at his +employer. + +"Well," said the other impatiently. "What's been keeping you, Jenkins? +Did you--" + +"No, he didn't," answered Mel. At the same time he caused the cart to +move sideways and swung the video scanner until it was staring directly +at Neil. + +"Well," said the latter accusingly, switching his gaze to the terrified +Jenkins. "So this is how you follow out orders." + +"He made me do it, boss. He made me," babbled Jenkins as Neil, face set +with determination, drew his revolver from a pocket. Before the +astounded Mel could do more than gaze incredulously, there were two +sharp cracks and Jenkins slowly placed his arms around his stomach and +rocked back and forth in agony, before toppling over to the floor to lie +motionless. + +"Now you," said Neil, swinging his revolver towards Mel's tank. Mel +frantically stabbed at his partner's mind but could feel no pressure. +Another shot rang out and he felt a numbing pressure seemingly from +every direction that could only mean it was against his physical brain +itself. The shock forced him to use every bit of power he possessed to +keep conscious. Neil had lowered the revolver a trifle and was saying in +a superior tone, + +"Whatever you did to Jenkins, it's only hastened the inevitable, if that +makes you feel any better. I'd have had to get rid of him too, once you +were disposed of." + +He began raising the revolver again and the dazed Mel instinctively +relayed power to the cart. The eye had been pointing directly at Neil +and the only sound that indicated the energy gun had been set off was a +slight hiss. The effect on Neil was not only instantaneous but horrible +to see. His body appeared to swell until he looked bloated, then +disintegrated. + + * * * * * + +Mel felt himself becoming weak and hastily brought the cart over to +examine the damage the one shot had done to him. Almost fearfully he +scanned himself and saw, with relief, that the shot had penetrated the +tank and was letting the life-giving liquid escape onto the floor. A +quick glance into the tank showed that the lead pellet had missed his +brain but the pressure on the liquid had caused him the initial pain. + +He directed the cart over to the work bench and brought back a tapered +piece of wood. The arm placed it into the hole and then applied pressure +until the trickle had stopped. It would do until he could effect a +permanent patch. He began to feel stronger almost immediately and knew +that the automatic features of his metal "body" were renewing the liquid +at top speed. + +Using the cart, he first checked the supply of chemicals, fed as needed +into the tank, and saw that there was a sufficient quantity to last him +for at least a month. He thanked the good fortune that had allowed +Jenkins to put the cart into operation before it was too late. Without +it, his end would have been as certain as if Neil had been successful in +killing him. + +His first task was to construct several more carts, each complete with +video scanner. One of them was larger than the other. It's first task +was to dispose of the two putrefying bodies. Working almost 24 hours a +day, he hooked an inter-communications system to every room of the +underground lab and directly into his system. Even the telephone was +connected to it so that, if necessary, he could answer it or make a +call. + +The day finally arrived when there was no more he could do. The entire +lab was almost like a steel and concrete body, so thoroughly had its +every function been integrated as part of his brain. The decision he had +been almost frantically avoiding could no longer be put aside. He had +approximately a week in which to decide. It would be simple to call the +police and in turn let them notify the various scientists as to his +position. + +He dreaded the thought of the circus that the lab would become. +Erstwhile friends would troop in to look at him with morbid curiosity. +Then when his potential became known, tasks would be assigned. There was +a definite possibility that he would be moved, even at the danger of +injury to himself. Countless thousands would demand it and their will +would be obeyed unless the curtain of national security could be drawn +across him. + +One day was spent in contacting the animals outside the lab and +revelling in flight for awhile. Then he sped through the countryside, +first with a coyote, then with a deer. There was a possibility that if +the scientists moved him, his new tank would be shielded so that it +would be impossible to enjoy himself as he now was. All in the name of +science of course. + +On the other hand, if it were possible to have all supplies delivered to +a nearby point where he could pick them up, he could continue his +present method of existence. His mind jumped eagerly from problem to +problem which he could undoubtedly solve for the benefit of mankind. The +present patents in the partnership's name would bring enough money +indefinitely to pursue them since much could be done by pure thought. + +There was the survival phase first. He would devise an electronic +blanketing ray that would dampen all atomic explosions. Then he could +turn to the health of people all over the world, wipe out diseases. All +this would depend, of course on his being able to remain undisturbed and +that might tax his powers to their utmost. He wondered if it would be +worth the effort. + +Finally he had less than three days left, which narrowed the safety +margin to the lowest point he cared to think about. He opened the +telephone circuit and heard the operator say, "Number please." + +He hesitated briefly, then said, + +"The Waring Chemical Supply House, please." His order was soon placed +and, afterwards, he felt almost as free and elated as when, as a boy, +school had let out for the summer. The manual dexterity of the metallic +fingers he had constructed would enable him to write checks with his own +signature. A faint idea had even tickled his curiosity and he felt +certain that he could grow cells within a couple of weeks. From there, +he could work on a body for himself, one even more efficient than the +old one Neil had destroyed. + +A human in the lab at that moment would have been startled. As near +possible as it was for any wheeled vehicle to do so, he had several +carts almost doing a jig in the main office. His new life had just +begun. + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of All In The Mind, by Gene L. 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