Pulp Fiction, 1956 · page 108 of 162
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THE ROOM li be able to send you further next time. Do you recall seeing the purple path- way ?”” For a few seconds Bill rubbed at his chin. “‘Yes,”’ he said slowly. “I remember now —I dived towards it and then everything disappeared, until you called me.” “We'll try again this even- ing, if that suits you,” an- nounced the doctor. “Sure,” said Bill, con- fidently, “‘that suits me fine. Now, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to see the equipment.”’ Phillman hesitated. “All right,” he said, ““‘but you must keep this to yourself.”’ Bill whistled as he saw the array of strange instruments. ‘On what basis does it all work ?”’ he asked. “Remember what I said about crystotronics,’ the Psycho began. ““The principle comes from knowledge gained about quartz which has a crystal-unit possessing a mole- cular trio of silicon dioxide. The. pattern is_ screw-like. Quartz has a large multiplica- tion of the units. Probably — you know that it’s well- known for its power of rotating the plane of polarisa- tion of light. This is associated with the screw-like nature of the crystal-unit. “T can’t go into details. Briefly, I adopted this basis with an electronic agitator causing intense rotation of planes in association with auric stimulation. There is a blending of radiation; those from the walls of the room with those of the individual. A sort of dimensional rotation with which the mind of the patient becomes identified. Consciousness ceases to be limited to the usual senses. So, one becomes aware of a greater part of himself. There you have it, Bill. Is that clear?’’ “Fairly,” Bill answered. **Now I must be off and work out a preliminary line of attack for the paper. ’Bye, doc.” It was evening and Bill prepared himself for another adventure. The lights dimmed and Bill soared into the empyrean of his higher self. He navigated safely over the 107 comicloooks.com