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tapped into Russell’s emotional energy and calming it. He had been unconsciously healing his mind. Brian carefully withdrew before he was discovered. Russell wordlessly finished his third slice of pizza and then went over to the couch to sit down. Brian took up a position beside him and wondered if the multipaths in Russell’s family had the same problem as his.
    “Does your family ever have nightmares?” Brian asked tentatively.
    “What do you mean?” Russell gazed at him with puzzlement.
    “In my family, the multipaths and level tens all have recurring nightmares about a serial killer stalking them. They suffer through them off and on – usually it comes with psychic burnout. I have the worst problem with them. They got worse over the last week. It was so bad that my dad took me to a shielding specialist,” Brian said.
    “That sucks,” Russell said. “I’d hate that. No, our family doesn’t have that problem. My uncle had psychic burnout that killed him but no nightmares.”
    “I guess it’s just a genetic problem in my family then,” Brian said.
    He sensed a keen interest flare up in the next room. Samantha and her team of researchers hadn’t known about his nightmares and psychic burnout apparently. Brian wondered how this would affect the testing. He and Russell didn’t have too much to say. They were both exhausted and went to bed on the cots that had formerly imprisoned them. It was disturbing but the fatigue dragged them both into deep sleep very quickly. The next morning, Samantha didn’t arrive until they’d both awakened and were ready. She instructed them to gather in the testing area where the three chairs were grouped around the small table in the corner of the room.
    She followed the exact same procedure as yesterday. When she got out the die and set it on the table, Russell went first. Brian decided now was the time to begin gathering information. He had already tuned into her emotional state but hadn’t exerted any influence yet. He pulsed a very low level of energy to smooth out some of the edges. He was so cautious about it that it took over an hour before she felt the compulsion to speak. She was too disciplined to start a conversation on her own. Brian was extremely talented at getting people to talk about themselves but he’d never had to be this careful to avoid detection before.
    “You seem frustrated,” Brian said as he took his turn rolling the die. “I suppose you must have been doing this for a very long time.”
    “Longer than you can imagine,” Samantha said stiffly.
    Brian continued to gently pulse the appropriate emotional energy to her and waited awhile before attempting conversation again. He knew he was almost there. Russell stared at the die when it came to be his turn again. He didn’t move to take it.
    “It’s your turn, Russell,” Samantha said crisply.
    Impatience spiked and her energy sharpened as she waited for him to move.
    “I’m sick and tired of this. You need to let me go,” Russell said.
    “You will take your turn,” Samantha said succinctly.
    Her blue eyes turned glacial and she regarded him for several long moments. Her energy became completely closed off and Brian almost cried out in dismay as all that effort he’d exerted was now wasted. There was no way she’d be in the mood to talk about herself or the project anytime soon. Her attention fixed firmly on Russell and he suddenly cried out in pain. His hands clamped over his ears as though struggling to block out a loud noise. He breathed heavily and leaned forward. After a lengthy pause he pulled his hands away and straightened again. His gaze conveyed caution and fear as he regarded the scientist seated across from him.
    “It’s your turn,” she said coolly.
    Without hesitation, Russell picked up the die and obediently continued the experiment. Brian didn’t attempt to work on her until after lunch. She was holding up the cards to see if they could determine what was on the side