Continued from scene thirty-two
Doc’s methods were similar to the ones used on Kate, so I knew what to expect. And hearing him say when I snap my fingers almost made me laugh as it was so cliche.
“Doc, I know you mean well, but my mind will not go under so easy.”
Laughter filled the room as I opened my eyes to see Karen standing in front of me with the same grin she had in Georgio’s Pizza.
“What?” I asked.
She ignored me and walked into the other room with Doc.
“Robert, do you want to tell me what the hell is going on?”
“Nope.”
“Donnie?”
“You’ve been under for over an hour, mister Lore.”
Robert chuckled again as he left the room to join Karen and Doc.
“Let me help you up, mister Lore. You might feel a little dizzy after being under for so long.”
“Seriously, an hour?”
“Yes, sir. Would you like to see the recording?”
Taking his phone, I watched as one memory after another spilled out for all to hear. Borya was twenty-nine, single, from Russia, and a member of призрак, meaning ghost. An outlier tribe determined to bring down the technocracy. After which they, themselves, will rule over their land using fear and deception.
He was here to spy on Elysian and other American tribes to see how responsive we may be to a total world takeover. One in which shifters governed at the expense of all others who would be relegated to peasant status, serving tribes under a feudalistic system.
There was more, but it was all I could take for the moment. “I need to go lie down. Tell the others, will you.”
“Sure thing, mister Lore.”
Shift is an online work of fiction.
This is the first draft of my manuscript Shift – Don’t judge a book by its cover. I am writing it online in sections as I go. So feel free to comment, good or bad. If you see mistakes, point them out.
The story centers around shapeshifting.
I’m currently working on chapter nine.
Timothy French 