You take off after Ling, racing toward the lights.
For someone so tiny, Ling is a fast runner, and
you're gasping for breath by the time you catch up
to her. She turns to you with a look of concern.
"Look at the lights," she urges. and as you do 
your breathing slows. Watching them gives you a
warm tingling feeling.
  You and Ling walk swiftly along the catwalk to-
ward the lights. As you get closer they sparkle and
gleam even more compellingly. Watching them is
so plesant that you never notice the moment
when you cross the line from consciousness to 
unconsciousness. You just keep matching.

  A tall, thin man beckoning you with a stiff and
jerky motion toward a wide door with a sign on it
that reads

EXPERIMENTAL LABORATORY OF DR.WHITEMAN
            NO ADMITTANCE

  In the man's hands is a structure of crystals that
glitter and flash like a kaleidoscope.
  "Well, well," he says. "And who comes to visit
me now?"
 You and Ling both tell him who you are and
what you are up to. You can't refuse. The crystals
mesmerize you.
  "I am very glad to see you," the man says. "Just
when I needed guinea pigs, two of them dropped
in. You are proof that my new portable mind con-
troller works."

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