Marilyn Kaye - Speak No Evil

‘ Yes.’ The word came out louder this time. Dr Paley took his eyes momentarily off the road to glance at him.

‘Your voice is improving.’

When they arrived back at Harmony House, Dr Paley told him to go to his room. ‘I have an important meeting with my colleagues,’ he said. ‘I would like them to meet you. I’ll send someone to get you when we’re ready. And don’t forget what I’ve told you.’

Back in his room, Paul lay on his bed, stared at the ceiling, and thought about his little adventure. Visiting the gifted class had brought back all kinds of memories, mostly bad ones. He remembered himself sitting there day after day, not speaking, not thinking, responding to commands, following every order he was given, doing nothing on his own. He had been something not quite human.

Now he was human — and more. He could speak, he could think. He had a gift. And he didn’t have to follow orders any more.

Like the orders Dr Paley gave him just now. He knew the doctor was trying to protect him, and there was a time when Paul only wanted to be protected. That was why he followed orders, because he was always afraid.

He wasn’t afraid any more. And he didn’t want to stay in this room and wait for Dr Paley to send for him. There was so much to see, so much to explore. And hear. He was curious about Dr Paley’s meeting with his colleagues — people who believed in unusual gifts and what could be done with them. He could learn more about himself. Clearly, Dr Paley thought he wasn’t terribly intelligent, or he wouldn’t be constantly asking Paul if he understood. So he wasn’t going to get a lot of information from him, not right away at least. He wanted to hear Dr Paley and his colleagues speaking freely.

He considered his options. What could he become? He didn’t particularly want to be a cockroach again. True, he had to be small so no one would notice him, but he wanted to try something new. A spider? No, he could easily be stepped on and crushed. A snake? No. A worm. . but they couldn’t move very fast. His plan was to go to Dr Paley’s office, listen to their conversation, and then, as soon as the doctor sent for him, return to his room and shift back.

He was going to have to be a mouse, he decided. There were mice all over this building — the doctor had said so himself. And they weren’t all shape-shifting humans. If by any chance he was spotted, no one would be too shocked.

Maybe a white mouse, not the ordinary grey kind. White ones were nicer looking. After he shifted, he wished he could get up to the mirror over the washbasin so he could admire himself, but it was just too high.

He slipped out under the door and looked around. No one was in the hall, but even so, he kept close to the wall. As he approached Dr Paley’s office, he heard voices coming from around the corner, so he dived under the door of the office next to the doctor’s.

Big mistake. ‘Eek, a mouse!’ someone screamed. So people were just as freaked out by white mice as they were by grey ones. Paul raced along the edge of the room until he came to a hole just big enough to squeeze through. He spotted another mouse in the cavity, but he didn’t pay any attention to Paul. That was good — Paul had no idea how mice communicated with each other.

He could hear people chattering excitedly through the wall of the room he’d just left.

‘Those traps we set are not working,’ one person said. ‘We have to call in some real exterminators.’

Paul shuddered. Well, he didn’t have to stay being a mouse forever. But he would have to keep an eye out for those traps. What was it people put in traps to attract mice? Cheese, right? Paul wasn’t too worried. He didn’t like cheese. It would be no temptation for him.

He followed a narrow tunnel in what he thought was the direction of Dr Paley’s office. Sure enough, after a moment, he was able to make out some other voices, including one that he recognized.

‘It’s a phenomenal situation,’ the doctor was saying. ‘Nine students, and each one has a different gift.’

‘Which ones are coming for the procedure tomorrow?’ another voice asked.

‘The body-snatching girl and the boy who talks to the deceased.’

‘What about the controller? She’s the most intriguing.’

‘Supposedly, according to the subjects I spoke with, she wants to lose her gift too, and I encouraged them to bring her along.’

Then a third voice, a woman this time. ‘Is it really necessary to perform the procedure? We could learn so much from these kids. And think of their potential for investigation, advances in medicine and psychology, diplomacy. . These kids could end wars!’

‘Or start them,’ Dr Paley said. ‘They’re too young and immature — they can’t be trusted with these powers.’

‘But we could work with them,’ the woman said. ‘Keep them in a controlled environment, train them, so they’d want to use their gifts for positive purposes.’

‘That’s what the teacher is trying to do,’ Dr Paley said. ‘But it’s impossible, the subjects are too strong, they can’t be contained. Already the subjects have fallen into the wrong hands on several occasions. They’re dangerous.’

‘The potential is frightening,’ the other male voice concurred. ‘We really have no option. Their gifts must be eliminated.’

‘And we need to begin immediately,’ Dr Paley said.

He must have moved further from the wall because his voice became fainter, but Paul could still hear him.

‘Miss Callow? Would you send a resident assistant to bring Paul Carter here?’

This was Paul’s cue. He needed to take off, get back to his room and shift before the resident assistant appeared.

But he didn’t move. He had to hear more. And it was a good thing he did.

‘I’m looking forward to observing the procedures tomorrow,’ the male voice said.

‘Actually, I don’t think that’s a good idea,’ Dr Paley told him. ‘I haven’t requested approval for the procedure from the Harmony House administrators.’

‘Why not?’

‘Because it’s quite possible they would have refused. It’s still a highly experimental surgery. My appointments with the two students are on the books, and it might look peculiar if I have all of you here too.’

‘That’s a shame,’ the other man said. ‘I wanted to see if there would be immediate results. And any possible side effects.’

‘You will,’ Dr Paley said. ‘That’s what we’re going to find out right now. I’ll do the procedure on Paul.’

‘Does he want to lose his gift?’ the woman asked.

‘He doesn’t know what he wants,’ Dr Paley replied. ‘I don’t think he has any sense of what his gift really entails. Don’t worry, he won’t give us any problems. If he shifts, I’ll have a tranquillizer gun ready to knock him out, whatever he becomes.’

‘But what about the others?’ the woman asked. ‘You said that two of the students are coming for the procedure voluntarily tomorrow, but what about the other six students?’

‘What about them?’ Dr Paley countered.

‘Maybe they don’t want to lose their gifts,’ the woman said. ‘What if they refuse to have the procedure?’

There was a moment of silence before Dr Paley replied. His tone was grim.

‘Then the subjects themselves must be eliminated.’

‘NINA?’

Amanda-Nina blinked rapidly. It always took her a minute or so to adjust to being in another body. ‘What?’

‘Are you OK?’ Ken asked.

‘Sure. Anyway, let’s see, what were we talking about?’ She did what she hoped sounded like a typical Nina giggle. ‘I’m such a ditz sometimes!’

‘About how you might have to go to summer school.’