We Must Boost the Signal, Page 27

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We Must Boost the Signal, Page 28

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My technology won't help you.

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PAGE 27 (Four panels)

Panel One: View of Hope lying in a horizontal tube of her own, a dense web of electrodes attached to her head. Her eyes are closed. A digital readout in a corner of the panel shows the words I REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME IT HAPPENED…I WAS A LITTLE GIRL, MAYBE EIGHT OR NINE. I WAS RUNNING DOWN A HILL VERY FAST…

Caption: With the brain-scanning technology which you helped develop…

Panel Two: Hope, looking up from a display. Her expression is sad.

Hope: I’m sorry, gentlemen, but the technology doesn’t work that way.

Panel Three: Close-up view of one of the brains floating in the tube.

Caption: Each brain is unique. The scanner only works after a long process of tuning to a specific brain, and that can only be done with a subject who is able to communicate using more normal means.

Panel Four: Hope, standing by the side of one of the cylinders, now looking up.

Hope: If it were my brain up there in one of those tubes you might have hope of communicating with it.

Hope: But as things stand now, hooking up the machine would only give you meaningless noise.

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We Must Boost the Signal, Page 27 written and commissioned by Dr. Faustus of EroticMadScience.com and drawn by Lon Ryden is published under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.)