Psychomech (Psychomech Trilogy)
Brian Lumley
Language: English
Pages: 183
ISBN: 0312853718
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Drawn together by a terrorist bomb attack, multimillionaire Thomas Schroeder and British Army Corporal Richard Garrison become friends, but Garrison begins to wonder about Schroeder's generosity when he learns of his dabbling in the psychic arts. Original.
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Garrison. He diluted three cubes in a little water, then spooned it to the blind man drop by poisoned drop. And when all of it was gone, only then did he leave the room and padlock the door firmly shut. ‘Let’s see you come out of that one, you bastard!’ he said, making his way unsteadily back to his bedroom. 12.00 Noon— — But in Garrison’s mind-world it was a night such as he had never before experienced, where time and space and the denizens of both had become completely distorted and.
Laughed, and Schroeder too. Garrison also laughed, more inwardly than outwardly; but only Schroeder knew that they all shared the same joke. Lunch came and went and later, after long cool drinks in the bar (non-alcoholic drinks, Garrison noted) he and Schroeder went to the sixth building. Here there was a difference in the atmosphere: the other place had reeked of paper and print, of old words in old books. This one smelled - different. It was like entering the lair of some unknown, unknowable.
Seeking assistance from an as yet unknown driver of an articulated truck. Then there was the attempted rape in Garrison’s garden, where the authorities had been unable to supply a better answer to the riddle than to echo Joe’s statement and report that a man had been ’killed by a pack of dogs’; and finally, a middle-aged night cleaner in Southsea had been attacked while preparing rooms on the top floor of the Bonnington Hotel. She had struck out at the man with her bucket but had not thought she.
Tourist money was available. ‘What of the canopy?’ asked Garrison. ‘Its colour? Is it red and yellow, with scalloped edges that flutter a little? And is there a central pole that gives the whole affair a tent shape?’ ‘Yes,’ Koenig answered. ‘That’s it exactly! Is this the place?’ Garrison’s mouth was dry. He nodded. They descended the wooden steps of the bandstand and walked along an aisle of palms to a narrow plank pier that led to the jetty proper. Seeing Garrison’s blindness, strolling.
Whatever could be replaced and improved. He was not to concern himself with primary or secondary functions, merely to ensure that the machine would work as before, but on a higher plane of efficiency and with a greater safety factor. … Which was when it first occurred to Garrison to ask Craig what had been wrong with Psychomech in the first place. The answer was illuminating indeed. Nothing had been wrong with the machine! It would have worked; there was even evidence ’to show that it had.