The Pen

A Mind Control Pen.

Chapter 1 by Freddie_jones Freddie_jones

Greetings Thomas,

I hope you remember me, we worked in the Lab together a couple of years ago. I was an Experimental Physicist. My specialty was Subconscious Therapy.

Anyway, that’s not as important. I found a link to colour and the Subconscious, not the tacky one marketing uses on TV advertising. I synthesised that colour into an ink. It’s almost clear with holographic reflection. In this reflection is the key to it. The conscious mind doesn’t notice it, not unless they know it’s there before they first look. However, the subconscious mind does, the holographic reflection subsequently repeats what’s written multiple times in their subconscious.

It was meant for therapy, to do good in the world. Well, remember when we had them kids from the University in to do a tour of the sight, a marketing scam so the big guys could get more money, all the 18 and 19 year old cheerleaders were too much, I was horny and stupid. So I thought I’d test the Pens abilities. As you probably know, it worked, I was soon after fired. When one of the cheerleader said she had a compelling desire to sleep with me, the bosses knew my tests were a success. The paperwork for the pen wasn’t on the system yet, so they never got that paperwork nor the pen.

I used the pen several more times and fell into the wrong crowd. I used the pen to sleep with a super hot Italian girl, she looked like a model with big tits, all natural. Anyway, turns out she was a mafia bosses girlfriend. If they find me I’m dead, but if they find this pen, worse things will happen. The designs to make more ink are enclosed as is the pen. I hope this finds you well.

Your old friend.

J. Jefferson.

Does the Pen reach Thomas, or someone else?

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