Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 46 — page 32: what you’re looking at

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SAVIOUR didn’t know. Yet something in his mind that was no more than the faint echo of a whisper seemed to tell him that through remembering might come—escape. But how could such a thing be? How could memories aid him in this dire predicament? How—f he were truly so very, very different—could anything aid him ? Harry Lake had been different, and Harry Lake, so it was rumoured, had been put away, or perhaps even killed, because of his strangeness. The railcar whirred to a halt. Think! shrilled the voice in Patrick Vane’s mind. Think back. Remember. You've got to remember, yourself, now, be- fore you get under the Analyser. Because you'll remember then, all right, and then it will be too late. - “Here we are,” said the captain, smoothing his uni- form. “The Psychocentre.”’ They got out of the railcar and stood in the shadow of the towering building. “Up the steps, Vane, if you please,” said the captain, gesturing with a black-gloved hand. Think back! Think back! the voice pleaded. “Through this door, Vane.” How could he remember when he didn’t know what incident, what odd and for- 31 gotten occurrence, was the right one? When had it hap- pened, anyway, and how could it help him, now, even if he were able to bring it to mind before he reached the analyst’s consulting room? They came into a room, the four of them, and crossed to where several men were sitting at a wall-length desk. “‘Cap- tain Mathews reporting with Patrick Vane. He’s due for analysis.” One of the men ruffled papers on his desk, peered at varied documents, peered at the captain, peered at Patrick Vane. “That’s right,’ he said at last. ‘““Vane. Patrick. Psycho- analysis.” Think back. Remember! “Take these,” said the man at the desk, handing papers across to the captain. ““And these.”” More papers. “Dr. Naylor is handling this one. Top floor. Room nine.” “Right. Come along, Vane.” How old had he been when whatever it was had happened to him? Patrick wondered, moving off again, this time with only the captain for escort. He must hurry. He must remember before the Analyser made him remember. Had it been something that he had done or something that he had seen? Had anyone commicloooks.comn