Memoirs of an Invisible Man Page #6

- No movement yet.

Come on, come on, come on.

- Is it all right to open up?

- Yes, ma'am.

May I come in to use

the phone, please?

He seemed such a nice young man,

that Mr. Halloway. Has he killed someone?

Oh, I must have slipped.

Halloway!

I got him.

Oh, sh*t.

California Street.

Mr. McCaren, you all right, sir?

- What happened?

- I think something hit me.

- What was it? You sure you're okay?

- My back.

Who are you guys?

Halloway, are you there?

If you're hurt,

I'd like to help you.

Halloway, listen to me.

You can't escape.

Believe me. Wherever you go,

whoever you tell, it all comes back to me.

You must trust us, Nick. We're the only

people that can give you your life back.

We're all you have.

It's lonely, isn't it, Nick?

When you're a freak?

F*** you.

For hours, I wandered the streets of the city.

I was a fugitive, afraid of getting caught.

I kept imagining Jenkins leaping out

at me from every dark corner.

Taxi!

As a child, when I'd dream about being

invisible, I thought it would be so easy.

I could do what I want,

go where I want and take what I want.

But that's the catch.

No matter how hungry I was,

I couldn't give myself away.

My purse! My purse!

ACADEMY CLUB:

RECEIVING:

I was starving and exhausted.

Somehow, I found myself

in the alley behind my club...

... and I figured it would do

for the time being.

In a building this size,

there would be places to hide.

Finally, I formulated a plan.

I'd get to this Dr. Wachs from Magnascopics,

show him what had happened.

And whatever he did to get me this way,

I would demand he undo.

Wachs?

Magnascopics doctor?

Last Wednesday?

I was inside when it happened.

- I beg your pardon?

- Give me a dollar. They could be watching.

Does the word "invisible"

mean anything to you?

- Where's the professor?

- In the park, taking a stroll.

- Come on, will you? We're gonna lose him.

- Relax.

But this is astounding.

I never dreamed. They never told me.

Open your coat,

show me the rest.

- Trust me. It's all the same.

- Oh, dear God.

There's got to be

another psychotron, right?

Can't you just take me there

and turn me back?

I'll forget the whole thing. No lawsuits,

no recriminations. No harm, no foul.

Our research had nothing to do with

invisibility. This was a random reaction.

- Don't say this.

- What are you doing here?

You should be with me,

with us, in the lab.

We must replicate the variables,

begin to explore how this happened.

"Begin to explore"?

That's not good enough!

- You gotta help me now!

- It's gonna take time.

I don't have time! I want

my molecules back! Look at me!

It's him.

- You gotta turn me back.

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