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respiratory functions. Harold, begin the countdown.  Transfer must be completed within two minutes or we could lose the patient.”
    A clock glowed in front of Harold’s face ticking off the seconds. 
    “The Transfer equipment absorbs the mind of Jeremy.  At full power the patient’s mental signs flatten, and we direct the flow of energy to the clone.  Mental activity registers within the clone and Robert confirms the readings by empathic touch. 
    “This is the most crucial moment of Transfer.  As we withdraw mechanical support, the clone must function independently or experience rejection.  The clone opens his eyes and moves on command.  Angela confirms all functions are normal before full life-support is withdrawn.  Transfer is complete.” 
    The overhead lights flickered on.  Collectively the children exhaled a sigh of relief and giggled. 
    Krystal said, “Although we simulated this Transfer, you understand the basics.  Remember to treat your technician with respect when you come back for your first Transfer.”
    Krystal smiled.  “Our time is ended.  Please follow me back to the shuttle, and I’ll answer questions along the way.” 
    Resentment radiated from the teacher but it didn’t matter.  The children’s joy filled Krystal like a sponge that absorbed water, renewed, revitalized.  What a thrill!  There was nothing better than igniting the spark of curiosity in a young mind. 
    Jenny waited in the lounge with an extra cup of steaming coffee.  Krystal smiled and sat down.  “Thanks, I needed this.”
    “I conducted tours last schedule.  The kids are great but the teachers are creepy.  You suppose it’s their conditioning?”
    Krystal shivered at the idea of conditioning.  She said, “I knew a tech who suffered a mental breakdown.  After conditioning she lost all empathic abilities and finished her assignment on the boards.”
    Jenny nodded.  “I heard.  That’s what scares me.”  Her eyes misted, and she stared into her cup. 
    “What is it, Jenny?”
    “A top level patient assigned for special Transfer…” Jenny sipped at her coffee.  “His name is Jarrack, and he’s deliberately using mind control.”
    “Mind control!”  Krystal choked on her coffee.  Wiping spatters from her uniform, she said, “That’s illegal, report him!”
    “I tried, but got reprimanded for my trouble.  He’s got immunity and says he’ll get me slated for conditioning if I fight his mind.  Truth is…I don’t know how much longer I can block his mind.  It’s too powerful.”  Tears trickled down Jenny’s cheeks.
    Krystal sighed.  “Tell me everything.”
    “I got pulled from regular duty last shift to prepare a priority Transfer…thought it must be an accident case, a quick cloning and Transfer…the patient was Jarrack, fat, balding, and mid-forty chronologically.  I’m good at avoiding roving hands, but he was different, creepy.  He didn’t touch me just stared at me…his eyes…they’re filled with menace.  He’s evil.”  Jenny shuddered.
    Hair prickled on Krystal’s neck as she shared Jenny’s feelings.  “Go on.”
    Jenny gulped a swallow of coffee.  “He transmitted standard day-dream stuff.  I blocked reception and politely asked him to think of something else.  He turned on me.  That’s the first time I really felt scared.  He said, ‘Soon you’ll be eager to hear my thoughts and beg to feel my touch.’  I couldn’t move!  He made me stand there experiencing his vulgar thoughts.
    “That night disgusting nightmares started.  They were his dreams, and he’s got a twisted mind.  During the day I block him, but I’m afraid to sleep.  He takes control the minute my eyes close.  I need to get away.  I’d rather die than have him touch me again.”
    “Did he physically attack you?”
    Jenny sobbed.  “I woke up one night in his bed and didn’t know how I got there.  When I tried to leave, I couldn’t move.  He had complete control