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You stare at the letter in your hand and reread it again to assure yourself you're not going mad.
"Dear High School Senior,
We here at Mesmer Tranca U are pleased to inform you that your application by Alumni Robert Travers has been accepted!
Here at MTU you'll learn time honored techniques of Mental Domination in one of four categories: Traditional, Paranormal, Chemical, and Mechanical. Talk to your referring Alumni to learn more.
If you are willing to accept this invitation please discuss it with your refering Alumni and NO ONE ELSE. Then complete the enclosed forms and return within 90 days of receipt of this letter.
And remember, 'At MTU your admission is their submission.'
Signed,
Dr. N. A. Trance
Dean"
"Uncle Robert." You muse aloud. Your father's junior partner and friend of the family 'Uncle' Robert Travers is the last person you'd expect to be connect to this lot of balderdash, but just to set your own mind at ease, you confront him that night at dinner.
"Hey Uncle Robert, I got this letter from a college I never applied to. Said I was accepted and that you recommended me."
"Not ringin any bells cutie."
"Says I could learn various forms of 'mental domination' and the dean is named N. A. Trance. I've got it right here."
As you reach in your pocket for the letter, Uncle Robert jumps to his feet and produces a penny whistle. He blows it sharply and yells "Sleep and forget!" as you suddenly pitch forwards to the table blacking out on the way.
You awaken in your room sprawled on your bed as Uncle Robert looks on from a chair. You once again offer up a prayer of thanks to Levi Strauss and sit up in bed. "Sorry Uncle Robert. I musta blanked out."
"You did a touch more than that sweetie bird." He drawls using the pet name he gave you as a baby. "Ya almost got both of us in a heapin helpin of trouble."
"Huh? How so?"
"Well, why don't you take a look in your pockets, and we'll go from there."
Obediently you search your pockets and produce the acceptance letter, rereading it in surprise. "Is this-"
"It's all real, sweetie bird." He says. "I've been using mind control on you and your family since I met you."
"You... you bastard! Why!" You leap at your uncle, this man who you trusted.
He catches your arm and places his hand on your head. "Calming rain." He says quietly. You slump on the bed as your muscles give out and go limp. "I know this is a lot ta take in all at once, sweetie bird, and ya aint got no reason to trust me, but I've got two words to say that'll let you make up your own mind."
"Yeah and for all I know it could be some trigger to turn me into a zombie."
"Sweetie-"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" You scream in frustration as you struggle limply.
"Fair 'nuff, little filly. I lost the right ta call ya that when I started playin wit yer head. Back to those two words. All they'll do is let ya remember what I told ya ta ferget. Now I can say those words and let you judge for yourself, if you want me to."
You bite your lip for a moment. "Do it, but no tricks."
"Nah, no more tricks." He says crossing to the bed and laying a hand on your shoulder. "But I gotta warn ya, yer gonna have nineteen years of mem'ries slammed back inter yer head at once. Probably gonna be a mite painful. Ready?" You manage to nod. "'Right. Reality Remembered."
Robert was right. It hurts a lot, and you clench your fists hard enough to draw blood as you lay reeling from the mental barrage. Slowly your breathing settles down and you start searching through your new memories from the beginning.
As you search one thing becomes abundantly clear. None of his actions ever caused you or anyone around you any harm.
"Okay. It's clear you weren't trying to hurt me. Why is that? Am I your protege or something?"
"Nah, nothin like that. Yer special to me, an' I love ya like my own daughter, but I ain't never hurt nobody. I graduated from MTU and decided to do good with the skills I learned there. I was a wanderin Samaratin 'till I met yer pa. It was a simple gig, on the surface. Yer dad just needed a little more confidence, so I gave what he had a boost. He started courtin' yer momma an' I thought my job was done. I was all set to mosey into the sunset when he comes to me and tells me he wants me as best man at his wedding. I try to hightail it out later, but yer ma and pa argue somethin fierce. I put 'em both under and helped 'em through that but before I could get away, yer mum got prgnant with you, and I couldn't walk away from a lady in distress... Then you were born and they made me yer godfather, and I figured I could still walk but then yer dad started his own business an' made me his partner. When he made me promise to watch out for you two if anything ever happened to him, I knew I was stuck here. That was 25 years ago, and I don't regret a day of it."
"Okay, What about this Mind Control college?"
"That's up to you, but as a show of good faith between us two," Uncle Robert reaches out to touch your head. "Purge protocol: Sigma Epsilon Chi Beta."
"Uncie, my head feels funny."
"That's cause it's erasing all the post hypnotic suggestions I left in your head. You're free to make your own choice. If you want to go I'll tell you more, but if you choose not to, I'll have to make you forget that letter and everything. It's up to you."
You think a long while before you say...
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