The Banshee Chapter Page #4
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to journalists anymore.
That's fantastic.
So let's see what
this little guy has to offer.
Patient 11?
Time is 5:
13 P.M.,administering 200 milligrams of pure
Dimethyltryptamine extracted from...
Nobody said anything
about restraints.
What is this?
Hello, Dr. Kessel?
Just relax, please.
Everything will be fine.
Whose voice is that?
They can see me.
They... They can see me.
In the room now.
I can hear them.
I can hear them.
It's all gone away.
It's all gone away.
You hear them?
It's all gone away.
N1.
N2.
H2.
O7.
C11.
They're here.
They're here.
Aah!
Patient 11, can you hear me?
Patient 11, I need you
to respond to me!
Extracting 325 milligrams of
Dimethyltryptamine from a primary source.
Do you know what's on that tape?
That's not regular Dimethyltryptamine
that the CIA injected people with.
Then what was it?
They were extracting a chemical from
a special source, the human brain.
Medical corpses, the pineal gland.
Come on.
The chemicals foundnaturally
in the brain?
Yes. They're extracting it from dead
bodies, injecting it into live ones.
Lovely.
Anything else good on that tape?
I don't know.
The last 35 minutes
have been erased.
I sent it over to the
guys at video forensics
to see if they can pull
anything out of it.
We get it back next week.
Oh.
In the meantime,
I still got to find a way
to get to Blackburn.
You just know he's connected to it.
He's a writer.
He doesn't have the skills to
synthesize something like that.
It's a CIA chemical, I know,
his hands on it somehow.
Both men in western Nevada,
the letter signature.
Blackburn found the chemical
and gave it to James
for his research.
It's possible.
It's probable, and I know what
to do to get to Blackburn.
Great.
What are you gonna do?
Honey, I'm home.
How.
One bourbon, please.
Hey, Thomas.
What's up?
I got arrested this morning.
Same as yesterday, huh?
Yeah, same as yesterday.
I was peeing in my own front yard
in the same spot I been peeing
in for the past 15 years,
a sheriff's deputy's
car parked there.
F***in' Nazi cop.
Don't you think it's a man's right
to pee in the f***ing desert?
Thomas?
Thomas Blackburn?
Yes?
I'm the writer who emailed you.
Sarah? Sarah Weiss?
Right!
Right?
Right, yes.
The "print is dead,
down on her luck" story.
Wow.
It's nice to finally
put a face to the name.
Well, it's nice to finally...
Sarah.
Oh, no thanks.
I've got a drink.
That's not for you.
I feel sorry
for you kids, you know that?
With your f***ing computers
and sh*t.
You know what?
You can tell a writer
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