Winters Family Psi Chronicles 2: Project Onyx by John O'Riley Page B
Authors: John O'Riley
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people. I haven’t used it yet,” Brian said.
“I see.” Melissa smiled and her eyes twinkled merrily. “We’ll start with the basics. Open your senses and link with me telepathically. I’ll show you.”
Brian soon lost track of time as he learned how to see the connections which appeared as various colored beams of shimmering light. It was beautiful to watch. Melissa showed him telepathically how to weaken and eliminate connections as well as create and strengthen connections. Unfortunately, it would take a lot of time and practice to master. Brian barely understood the basics but it was still an overwhelming amount of information to process. Adam returned and Melissa left. Before Brian knew it, his session was over and Teresa came to pick him up.
He and his mother walked toward Jason’s house in the early evening.
“I can’t believe it’s so late,” Brian said.
“You seem to be doing a lot better. How do you feel?” Teresa asked.
“I feel great. I haven’t had this much energy in a long time,” Brian said.
“That’s good to hear.” Teresa eyed him appraisingly. “Everything seemed completely safe?”
“Don’t worry, it was,” Brian said definitively.
When they reached their destination, Brian discovered his grandfather was absent.
“Where’s Grandpa?” he asked.
“He’s with Melissa. Apparently, she can sever his ties to the Global Net completely and connect him to the Zen Network within a couple of hours,” Teresa said.
“It usually takes days to do that,” Brian said.
“This place has some impressive qualities,” Teresa said but with a note of reservation.
“Do you think there’s some big dark secret here or something?” Brian asked sardonically.
“Maybe,” Teresa said. “Haven’t you ever heard of the expression, if something is too good to be true, it probably is?”
“I’ve heard of it,” Brian said dismissively.
Chapter 9
Ashley threw her sweat soaked sheets off her body and tumbled out of bed. Her body burned with an intense fever unlike she had ever experienced. Even though she had known to expect this, it didn’t change the reality of the pain and discomfort. The room spun madly as she weakly trudged into the bathroom and grabbed a couple of specially formulated pain killers that would knock her out for at least another six hours. She swallowed the pills and followed it with a glass of water. It was unfortunate that a retrovirus had to be utilized for altering the DNA as the severe flu that accompanied its work was life threatening. Ashley injected herself with a formula that was comprised of a variety of nutrients as well as a compound that strengthened the body. She leaned against the counter for support as fatigue gripped her body. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and gathered her inner strength. Time to go back to bed. She gazed at her reflection and gasped in shock at her pallid face and the deep, dark circles under her bloodshot eyes.
Fear lanced through her as she wondered if she would be one of the unlucky few who died from the retrovirus. Sometimes the body simply couldn’t handle it. She stumbled back to bed and lay down. Unfortunately, the sheets were still damp and had now chilled. She didn’t have the strength to fetch clean, dry ones. Exhaustion and drug induced sleep pulled her back into unconsciousness. The scene rippled as though Brian were watching a movie projected as a reflection on water that suddenly moved. After several seconds, he saw a spacious sky-blue office. Lin sat behind a massive, polished oak desk facing his mother. A framed Bachelor’s degree in Psychology, one in Parapsychology, and one in Sociology hung on the wall off to the side. A couple of oak file cabinets were positioned behind the desk while a couple of beige, cushioned chairs faced Lin’s desk. Teresa sat with her back straight in the right-hand seat with her attentive eyes honed in on Lin with unwavering intensity.
“How is it that this company
“I see.” Melissa smiled and her eyes twinkled merrily. “We’ll start with the basics. Open your senses and link with me telepathically. I’ll show you.”
Brian soon lost track of time as he learned how to see the connections which appeared as various colored beams of shimmering light. It was beautiful to watch. Melissa showed him telepathically how to weaken and eliminate connections as well as create and strengthen connections. Unfortunately, it would take a lot of time and practice to master. Brian barely understood the basics but it was still an overwhelming amount of information to process. Adam returned and Melissa left. Before Brian knew it, his session was over and Teresa came to pick him up.
He and his mother walked toward Jason’s house in the early evening.
“I can’t believe it’s so late,” Brian said.
“You seem to be doing a lot better. How do you feel?” Teresa asked.
“I feel great. I haven’t had this much energy in a long time,” Brian said.
“That’s good to hear.” Teresa eyed him appraisingly. “Everything seemed completely safe?”
“Don’t worry, it was,” Brian said definitively.
When they reached their destination, Brian discovered his grandfather was absent.
“Where’s Grandpa?” he asked.
“He’s with Melissa. Apparently, she can sever his ties to the Global Net completely and connect him to the Zen Network within a couple of hours,” Teresa said.
“It usually takes days to do that,” Brian said.
“This place has some impressive qualities,” Teresa said but with a note of reservation.
“Do you think there’s some big dark secret here or something?” Brian asked sardonically.
“Maybe,” Teresa said. “Haven’t you ever heard of the expression, if something is too good to be true, it probably is?”
“I’ve heard of it,” Brian said dismissively.
Chapter 9
Ashley threw her sweat soaked sheets off her body and tumbled out of bed. Her body burned with an intense fever unlike she had ever experienced. Even though she had known to expect this, it didn’t change the reality of the pain and discomfort. The room spun madly as she weakly trudged into the bathroom and grabbed a couple of specially formulated pain killers that would knock her out for at least another six hours. She swallowed the pills and followed it with a glass of water. It was unfortunate that a retrovirus had to be utilized for altering the DNA as the severe flu that accompanied its work was life threatening. Ashley injected herself with a formula that was comprised of a variety of nutrients as well as a compound that strengthened the body. She leaned against the counter for support as fatigue gripped her body. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and gathered her inner strength. Time to go back to bed. She gazed at her reflection and gasped in shock at her pallid face and the deep, dark circles under her bloodshot eyes.
Fear lanced through her as she wondered if she would be one of the unlucky few who died from the retrovirus. Sometimes the body simply couldn’t handle it. She stumbled back to bed and lay down. Unfortunately, the sheets were still damp and had now chilled. She didn’t have the strength to fetch clean, dry ones. Exhaustion and drug induced sleep pulled her back into unconsciousness. The scene rippled as though Brian were watching a movie projected as a reflection on water that suddenly moved. After several seconds, he saw a spacious sky-blue office. Lin sat behind a massive, polished oak desk facing his mother. A framed Bachelor’s degree in Psychology, one in Parapsychology, and one in Sociology hung on the wall off to the side. A couple of oak file cabinets were positioned behind the desk while a couple of beige, cushioned chairs faced Lin’s desk. Teresa sat with her back straight in the right-hand seat with her attentive eyes honed in on Lin with unwavering intensity.
“How is it that this company
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