My Library

So I got myself up to Osis' office on the fourth floor and nailed him down. He had talked with THEM behind closed doors, wasn't free to tell me what was discussed, and then had shown them the experiment rooms, described the experiments, and showed them some of my experimental results. Dr. Osis had not thought to ask to see their credentials, and so no one seemed to know who THEY were -- except possibly Fanny because NO ONE got past her. But she never told me. With this mystery unsolved, I bombed regarding the targets all that day -- and went down to Zelda's to play Scrabble, drink more than enough wine, and speculate. Zelda smiled knowingly -- saying something like "your reputation goes before you, even into the highest places." "What the hell does that mean?" "THEY are interested in you." "Who?" (No answer from Zelda.) "Well, THEY scared the shit out of everyone at the ASPR. I've a feeling that my days there are numbered." News of the two guys at the ASPR leaked through the parapsychology gossip lines, of course. Yes. Parapsychology has vital and visceral internal gossip lines, and deadly sewage