The Banshee Chapter Page #4

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what else it did.

We're now going to administer

200 milligrams of the new compound,

Number 19 enhanced

Dimethyltryptamine,

a combined substance containing

extract from the primary source.

Just relax.

There we are.

Just relax, dear.

All right, don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid.

Patient 14?

Patient 14, can you hear me?

Patient 14, can you hear me?

What's happening?

She's gone.

Where are all the lights?

Let's check in there.

What is happening to her?

No! No! No!

Aah! No!

No! No!

It came.

It came through.

What'd you say?

When you go to sleep at night

You got someone

And when you wake

in the morning light

You're holding someone

But you don't know his name...

Did you know James Hirsch?

Uh... aspiring writer kid

who wrote me some letters

a couple years ago.

Wanted to know about the

chemicals used in MK-ULTRA.

So you sent him the new chemical?

Callie made a batch.

Each batch is different.

But, yeah. Uh, he asked

nicely, using his real name,

so we acquired him some.

Well, James is missing,

probably dead.

Did you know that?

I did not.

I'm sorry to hear that.

You don't even know

what he looks like, do you?

No, I never met him.

So that's it then, huh?

That's what this

is all about.

I want to know

what happened to James...

why he went missing,

who's behind this,

and what this MK-ULTRA drug

is really doing to people.

You have any idea

what dirty business

the U.S. Government has perpetrated

on its citizens

over the last 200 years?

And you want to know about one CIA

chemical brainwashing project.

Well, you didn't know

James, did you?

No.

Considering you ingested

the chemical, too,

I'm surprised

you're not more concerned.

I mean, who knows?

This sh*t could probably

kill you, too, Thomas.

Oh, people are afraid of death

just because death

is so f***ing ordinary.

It happens all the time.

No, not like this.

What about Callie?

How did she get her hands

on this... this chemical formula?

We didn't talk much.

She didn't talk much.

You don't ask questions like that.

It's bad etiquette, you know.

It makes them squirrelly.

Would you know where she lives?

Maybe we can go there and check.

Yeah, sure.

She lives in, uh,

one of these McMansions

she bought outside of Reno.

It was in an empty suburb.

She got it when the market tanked.

We used to go there

and smoke marijuana.

Aah!

Oh, my God!

Are you okay?

Thomas!

Are you okay?

Talk to me!

Oh, f***.

Oh, my head!

God damn it!

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Someone

And you got someone

Someone

And you got someone

Someone

What happened to you?

I don't know.

I blacked out.

I heard chattering

and then blackness.

Ow, sh*t!

Thomas?

Ohh!

Are you okay?

The chemical is like a catalyst.

It...

It turns your mind into a receiver.

It lets them in.

How do you know that?

I don't.

It's just a feeling.

Well, I want to find out

who's behind this.

Well, you're in luck, because I

think it wants to find us, too.

You stay there.

Take this with you.

Keep it on channel two.

Stay sharp.

Radio check.

Check.

The button's on the side.

Check.

Check.

Have you

ever read any H.P. Lovecraft?

No.

Wrote a story in about

1930-something or other

was about a scientist who

created an electronic device,

a giant tuning fork.

It emitted

a resonance wave that, um...

It stimulated anybody

who was nearby,

their pineal gland,

allowing them to experience

planes of existence outside the

scope of accepted reality.

He would see incredible,

sometimes horrible things,

these entities.

He kept turning it up

higher and higher,

'cause he was really getting

off on seeing this sh*t,

but it was too late when he realized

that the entities,

they could see him, too.

You know, that's a really f***ed-up

story to be telling me now.

Thomas, it...

It looks like someone's been here.

Are you sure she lived

here, like, ate and slept?

She definitely was here.

How much sleeping she did,

I couldn't tell you.

There's a surveillance camera.

Thomas, can you hear me?

I'm getting static.

What am I looking for?

Should be a basement door

around the kitchen someplace,

because anything she's making

is going to be below ground.

Keeps the feds and

local law enforcement

from using thermal imaging

to discover anything.

I got it.

Callie keeps parts of the

human brain down here.

What does that mean?

It means she took at least part of

the chemical from the human brain.

Well, whatever floats

your boat, right?

Can we go?

It's cold out here.

She found Chamber 5.

It's in the Black Rock Desert.

What?

Callie.

She found Chamber 5.

It's where they did the

original CIA experiments.

Dr. Kessel, MK-ULTRA?

Can we go already?

It's 2:
45 in the morning,

and my eyes are bleeding.

The time is 5:
13 P.M.,

administering 200 milligrams

of pure Dimethyltryptamine

extracted from the primary source.

N1.

N2.

H2.

O7.

"N1-N2-H2...

- C11.

O7-C11"?

Nitrogen, hydrogen...

oxygen, carbon.

Oh, my God.

Uh, the CIA didn't come up

with the formula.

They did.

Oh, my God.

You were right.

The chemical doesn't

make you hallucinate.

It turns your brain into a receiver

so they could come through.

Sh*t.

Thomas, I'm looking at

the video surveillance footage.

It looks like Callie.

It looks like...

Callie walked down to the basement.

Thomas, are you there?

I can see it on the footage.

It's by the stairs.

Eight minutes ago.

Callie?

Callie?

Callie, is that you?

Callie?

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Help me!

Sh*t! Sh*t! F***!

Ohh!

Aah!

Well, Jesus, Anne!

You scared me!

There's only one option.

What is that, dear Anne?

Into the desert, Chamber 5.

No sh*t.

This is the heart of it.

Everything circles around here.

I've seen things

in every single place

before either of us

took the chemical.

James's cabin, Callie's

house, the desert.

This is where we need to go if

we want to stop the signal.

This chemical is creating

more receivers,

more hosts to wear,

more ways to spread.

We've been f***ed with enough

by this horrible hydra

of a research project.

You don't scare too

easily, do you, Anne?

This sh*t terrifies

the f*** out of me.

Well, I'm more scared of

what it will do to me

if I try to run

and they all catch up with us.

What if it doesn't follow us?

Do you want to bet

your life on that?

Anne, I never gave you the drug.

What?

I was f***ing with you.

You lied to me to get your story,

so I returned the favor

and I lied to you.

There wasn't anything in that

whiskey, no... no DMT 19.

You're lying.

No, I'm not lying.

You can walk away clean, Anne.

What will I do when it

catches up with me then?

Then what?

The point is, you don't

have to do this.

No, you're wrong.

James's friend, Renny,

didn't take the drug.

It was only a matter of days.

Anne...

take your chances.

Isn't that what I'm doing?

Ow!

What?

Shocked me.

Static electricity?

No, no, no, her brain,

it's still giving off an

electromagnet charge.

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