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The Doctor connected the leads from the youth's head to that of the still
writhing woman who lay on the silver gurney. "You can't do this me; you
can't treat me like this, the woman protested. The man called "The
Maestro" grinned his handsome face beaming as he said, "Well milady, you
won't have to worry about anything like this much longer. You will be a
fine strapping youth. The Maestro with a curious smile on his face nodded
to the young boy on an adjacent gurney and an unspoken message seemed to
pass between them.
"Myles, You're about to go where few men have gone before into the mind
of a woman. You will be beauty herself." The boy Myles, who had up until
then been quivering silently on his gurney looked up, his mouth opened and
closed but no sound came forth. The boy now plainly very anxious looked
around wildly and realized that this was really going to happen. The lad,
still in his late boyhood, now knew for sure that the Doctor was going to
keep his promise and exchange their minds. Whether he liked it or not,
tonight, he was going to become a real woman! I watched with horrid
fascinations even as this strange scene played out; the oil lamps
flickered and the rain drummed down on the old inn roof. A somewhat
maniacal grin was fixed on the old man's visage as he made the last of his
mystical preparations for the soul transfer. The day had passed to night
now as the wind that had been silent all day now started to blow.
Expectantly, there was magic in the air, and a sense of foreboding, a fear
that what was about to happen, should not happen and was contrary to all
natural law. This was part of a hitherto hidden science that I would
question whether the Deity ever intended us to learn about. With dread
anticipation, I waited for the moment when the richly clad lady and the
young man would venture into the unknown and trade their mortal bodies.
"Don't do this to me Egil, I never meant to steal from you. The woman
screamed as a hint of real terror was present in her voice. The Maestro
just beamed as the old man had checked his connection one last time. The
struggling subjects moved and squirmed in desperation and I could see
perspiration glisten on the skin of the hogtied beauty. If they had not
been, double knotted and securely fastened, one of the ropes must surely
have come undone. Did the young man want this I wondered, could he cope
with being a beautiful woman? I understood that this was one-way trip;
our souls are tied, bonded with our mortal bodies and only the strongest
magic, or nature cursed science will displace them. The young boy's moans
of fear filled the room, the air seemed close, and I felt a curious dread
that seemed to hang heavy in the night air as the grey haired Alchemist
continued mumblings of what I took to be magical incantations. Somewhere
an imagined cosmic music seemed to echo with the faint gypsy music I
could hear coming from the old Inn's common room, and it was a hypnotic
rhythm. In this day of machines and science I could not tell if the this
old Shaman was scientist,witch doctor or demi God of Old. Was he like
Merlin, a Druid or something new. A man of science? The veil of science
was moving or was it the magic of the old times, present now and forever.
A portal to a different side of the human soul.
The woman who had now been struggling for some time looked tired but she
redoubled her efforts as the words of the Doctor rose to a climatic
crescendo. I could not discern what the wires were as I leaned closer.
Like a spectator at a knife fight, I waited for a moment of truth.
The Maestro from his seat looked King like as he watched with fascination
the soul exchange. I found that I was gripping my gurneyr and could not
fairly move. I too was caught up in the web. I have seen pit vipers eat
animals and to this was even worse. A woman was about having her birth
body ripped from her and this Magician was inserting the mind of a boy.
I shuddered. Because, you see I was the Boy on the gurney and I was
viewing this strange tableaux as if from above, as if I were a stranger
and not a participant. Even as I saw this event, I knew I had been
drugged and I could not fathom its meaning.
Turning my head I looked to the Maestro, once again, the man who had
accosted me earlier in the evening, remembering his suave charm, his wit
and bonhomie. "I would like your help in a small matter tonight, the
reward that you will get will be greater than you imagine. That, just
before he drugged me. Perhaps it's my name, Myles Standish, no not that
Myles Standish, rather just an ancient descendant of his. People seem to
think that I am just like he was, upright , intelligent and manly. Me
I'm just a college guy who likes to get drunk and who I wandered into
this curious Alpine Inn. I have always trusted people, this has been my
downfall. Mother told me never drink with strangers, now I know why. When
I came to on the gurney, the strange little man who the Maestro called the
Doctor told me. "Lad the Maestro said that you agreed to take the place of
his companion, the Lady Allison Fitzwalter. A splendid choice, she is
most bountifully endowed, as you can see, sea green eyes, mammoth breasts,
just the hint of girlhood on her pristine, ripe body. I daresay, in her
body you can choose to be film star in her body should you want to be.
I saw the Doctor move with a passionate gesture toward a lever and I
braced myself.
Now the Drama Begins! Why was the music swelling and the dogs howling?
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