Lehal Library

secrecy agreement. But, bluntly speaking, we exist without leaving a paper trail regarding our mission." Mr, Axelrod paused to let that sink in, and then continued. "Yet, without such an official secrecy oath, you will not be legally bound to secrecy. What we would hope, then, is that you will agree not to reveal this sequence for at least ten years hence. "1 can assure you there are very good reasons for this, but after ten years our mission will have 'disappeared', as it were, H If you cannot see your way clear to making and upholding this agreement, we will give you a good dinner, discuss remote viewing, and get you back to New York by late tonight/' For the record here, other groups had invited to work on many other kinds sensitive projects, and had even signed non-disclosure agreements. So, except for the ultrasecrecy of this one, which I thought merely overly dramatic, it was not all that unusual. Although I was hot on the trail of $1000-days, I frowned at Mr. Axelrod. "I guess you knew I would accept, or I would not be here now, would I?" "Good, very good, then. We have specific procedures here. We will work in this room, if that is suitable. There is an adjoining room with a bed, and is comfortable. It has a TV you can watch. "You will see only myself, and the two who brought you here. They will be your constant companions when you are not with me. One will spend the nights in this room, and the other will be stationed directly outside the door. They do not know why you are here, and they need not know. "If you need exercise, we have a small gym. We have shorts and gear and a small pool if you want to swim. If you have any kind of special food preferences we believe we can supply them. Just ask for what you want. You smoke Tiparillo cigars. We have some for you, as well as better ones if you wish. Can you work under these circumstances?" I hardly knew what to say by this time. So, bravely, I ventured, "I guess that depends on the work , . . or the task, or whatever it is." Then: "I know I am not supposed to ask anything, but are those two guys really twins?" Mr. Axelrod smiled again. "What do you think?" "I think they are," "Well, then that is resolved, isn't it? Did you enjoy the geological specimens at the museum this morning?" I decided to ask no more questions. Presumably, I had been observed ever since I left New York. Whatever was happening must be important, since it obviously was costing someone a great amount of dollar/man-hours. "Well, then, may I call you Ingo? And you must call me Axel. Tell me about remote viewing."