Try the invisibility thing again

It worked before, so you think, “You don’t see me!” Jeff looks in your direction again, rubs his eyes, and takes another look.

“What is it?” asks Burbank from the other room.

“It’s nothing. I thought I saw something for a minute, but my eyes must be playing tricks on me.”

Burbank and Amy look at each other and then get up and join Jeff. As they do, you think the same command to them, and when they look around, they see no one.

Burbank frowns. “Come in and close the door. Let’s figure out what we’re going to do.”

You slip into the room before the door is closed. Burbank goes around the room, locking the doors, windows, and checking the equipment. Once seated, he continues.

“I know that Hotstetter over at Pacific University has done a lot with Z wave studies in primates. Jeff, see if you can get him on the phone and have him send me what he has on the subject. Amy, I want you to work with me to try to figure out exactly what this young man was subjected to, and we will try to do some computer simulations. In the meantime, I’m going to call campus security and have them keep a lookout for Justin. He’s bound to turn up sooner or later.”

The three set to work on their tasks, and you quietly find a place out of the way to sit and wait. The stress and excitement of the day have taken a toll on you, and it isn’t long before you nod off into a fitful sleep.

You jerk awake at the sound of Burbank’s excited voice. You glance at the clock — you have been out for nearly four hours!

You listen to Burbank.

“Listen to this. This is astonishing!” He is reading from his laptop computer. “According to this research Hotstetter did, he was able to exponentially increase Z waves in chimpanzees. He used a bio-mechanical implant in the brain for his procedure. This is fascinating — he said that the chimps with heightened Z waves appeared to exercise considerable control over the other chimps. Even those who had previously been at the bottom of the social structure inexplicably took control of whole communities after just a few days.”

He continues to read. “The chimps all showed marked shift in brain function to the amygdala. They seemed to act on their basic impulses, increasingly acting only in pursuit of whatever causes pleasure, or they acted in self interests, without concern for others — even those where there had previously been close bonds. He says it is hard to say for certain, but they appeared to grow increasingly suspicious and paranoid over time.”

“Was he able to pin down a way to reverse it or manage the symptoms?” asked Amy.

“No,” said Burbank. Every subject was either killed by another enhanced chimp, or was euthanized after becoming uncontrollable.

“Is that what’s going to happen to Justin?” asks Jeff.

“We can’t say. There’s a difference between chimps and people. The brain structure is different, and people have the ability to reason. Besides, it was a completely different procedure than this case. We can’t know the outcome. How is the computer simulation going, Amy?”

“It’s almost ready,” she responds, and Jeff and Burbank join her to assist.

You ponder this new information. “Is this going to happen to me?” you ask yourself. “Is this why I’m so horny all of a sudden and can’t stop thinking about sex, even though I may be dying? Is this why I’m acting so impulsively, sneaking around like this and controlling other people’s minds? And he said the monkeys were paranoid — maybe this was really just an accident. Maybe I can trust these people to help me, and I’m just imagining that they are dangerous.”

As all this goes through your mind, you see Jeff walk past Amy and gently touch her ass as he passes. She looks over her shoulder and smiles at him. “What a lucky guy,” you think. “If I worked next to her, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off her, either. In fact, I’d do more than just touch her ass — I’d give it a good squeeze!”

With that, Amy let out a sharp cry and jumped. She looked sharply at Jeff and gave him a playful punch in the shoulder. “Enough of that, Tiger. Save it for later,” she tells him.

Jeff looks mildly confused, but says nothing.

“Whoa,” you think. “Did I do that? Just what all do these powers entail, anyway?”

Then another thought hits you. “I was asleep for four hours. Surely, whatever power I have goes away while I’m sleeping. I’ll bet they saw me as soon as I fell asleep and started their experiments on me all over again. They’re just using me as a lab rat right now, pretending they don’t know I’m here!”

You feel anger and fear building up in you, but with effort you suppress it. “That’s crazy talk again. If they knew I was here, they’d have me strapped to a table, probing me with their instruments.” You feel your cock twitch and realize that prospect does not sound all that unpleasant — particularly if it was Jeff doing the probing with his “instrument.”

“What the FUCK is going on with my head?” ask yourself.

Amy returns to her work and soon announces the simulation is ready to run. Jeff says, “I’ll go get Burbank.” Only then do you realize Dr. Burbank has stepped out of the room without your notice. Where did he go? Did he go to get the police? You fight a rising urge to bolt out of the room and run.