Counter Intelligence
Han had a peek at his Government file
Excerpt from Chronicles of Han Storm - Preserving Creata
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My
Government file was suddenly a lot thicker than before.
Once
again, I brought the 'pages' into focus in front of me, duplicating the memory
from Captain Heraldt.
Name: Han Storm
Mother: Anne Storm
Father: Unknown (Note: the mother
claims there was no father – claim pending further investigation) UNDER
INVESTIGATION: 308 Heights Building, Market Square, New Haven, found to be
rented out in the name of Mr HLH Storm. Landlord insisted that this was the
father of subject and the original rental contract was signed twelve years ago,
coinciding with subject being “lost”.
I
had to smile at their confusion. It was so easy to hypnotize the simpleton of a
Landlord to believe that 'my father' signed the lease and paid for it every
month. He never actually saw anyone representing my 'dad'. I just played along
with pretending that I had an adult around to look after me.
It
was easy times. If you can see the possibilities of the future, you can live
off gambling very successfully. I never lacked for anything after leaving the
government foster system. And by walking the middle path of invisibility, I was
very successful at putting myself through school without creating suspicion.
The
long list under the heading of Current Status, incorporating the list of foster
families was suddenly very full with entries dated the last few weeks.
It
seemed as if the Government was desperately trying to profile me. I felt
satisfied that I was creating confusion amongst them.
Most
of the new entries next to the foster families of my early years simply stated
that the people had no recollection of this child ever being with them.
The
new entry at the foster family that sent me to see the Psychic, Professor Zane
(at age six) read as follows:
Child started having repeated
nightmares. He used to wake all confused and anxious in the mornings. He did not
want to talk to us about it, but started projecting strange illusions that we
could actually see.
We realized he must be psychic by
nature and requested an appointment with Professor Zane. After three weeks of
attendance, the Professor advised us to rather bring him back when he was a bit
older and more ‘stable’.
The child became increasingly
introverted after that. He was un-cooperative in all aspects and as we could
not give him individual attention, asked for his placement to another family
that had the time to deal with him.
The
next few new entries simply stated that I was an introverted child that did
what he was told but never took initiative to do anything more than he was
asked to do. They almost did not remember me. I was just a 'quiet one' to them.
The
entry where they 'lost' me had extra notes:
Agent in attendance of file at this
stage stated that the foster family in question contacted her with the
disturbing news that the child did not return from school. He was already
missing for almost a week. The authorities made a note of the case, but never
came back to the agent. She also did not follow up, having retired that same
week. The file should have been followed up by the next agent. As yet, no
responsibility has been taken for this file. It was never passed on to anyone
else and was eventually found filed in the archives.
I
felt positive that the Universe had something to do with that missing file.
They
had also found the school I had attended. The entry was short and to the point:
No recollection from teachers
regarding student. As stated by almost every teacher interviewed ‘He must have
been just one of the crowd’
Followed up on grades. Average
scores on all subjects. Nothing out of the ordinary.
Being
invisible does pay off, sometimes.
The
next entry was about the Security Forces Academy:
Subject said to have bright
demeanour, gave a good effort in everything and was a pleasure to work with.
Not the most outstanding cadet they ever had, but one that would turn out to be
a solid Force person.
I
did Tucker proud. My substitute dad knew this when he took me on as a Rookie.
There
was a new entry under STATUS too:
Current status: Subject current
occupation: Special Psychic Team for the Planetary Security Forces. Under
direct control of Director C. Thornton.
Under special surveillance by agent,
Cpt. J. Heraldt, special ops unit. (Current mission: Pilot of Planetary
Security Forces, transporting subject to required missions.) Cpt Heraldt to
report position of subject at all times.
Again
I 'turned' the page as the Captain did in the memory and faced the page on what
the Government had to say about me. I scanned through the first entries again.
It really made interesting reading (or memory in this regard.)
Psychic abilities untested. All
information unconfirmed. Specialty seems to be visions of events in the past,
present and future. Also displaying signs of telepathic skills. Worked missing
persons. Success rate: 99.9%.
Recommendations: Keep in
semi-private environment with Level 1 Security Status. Monitor closely with
daily reports on events and performance. Case referred to 24 hour monitoring
service. Satellite Tracking Implant advised.
There was a new note following this:
No implant to date. Conference with
Private investors led to the understanding that they would not co-operate if
their investment was to be harmed in any way, including through a tracking
device. It was not considered ‘humane’. Negotiations brought about contract
that subject’s position would be confirmed at all times. Contract being adhered
to. Risk of termination of subject was brought to light when pressure on
private investors was suggested.
There was another
inscription, by hand:
EMP detonated at Planetary Security
Forces Head Quarters. Said to be by accident. Recordings indicate Subject in
severe discomfort right before incident. Informant confirmed subject’s
immediate removal right after incident. Subject said to be in ‘bad’ shape.
All recording equipment was
terminated. All tracking nano-bites were de-activated. Director Thornton
re-instated previous company for security equipment, blaming Government issued
equipment for malfunction and subsequent detonation of EMP. Lawsuit PSF vs
Government regarding damages pending.
Good
for you, Director. Make them sweat a bit.
The
newest entries indicated that the information allowed to 'leak out' was gobbled
up by the Government as truth. The Director did a stunning job at making me
appear only slightly better than anyone else. He was keeping my real talents
well hidden.
First Mission: Atlantica: Missing
Persons.
Used heightened psychic skills to
locate missing persons. Only four girls were found. The fifth turned out to be
involved with a young man and did not want to return to her family. No foul
play was involved.
Second Mission: Batista: Mummies
found in Cavern at dig.
Mummies found by subject to be
ancient remains at a holy site. Subject had definite, confirmed past visions
brought on by touch, as with New Haven Security Forces work. Successful negotiations
were initiated that Holy Site was to be given back to the Desert People and not
to be disturbed. New caverns also opened with visions leading to successful
negotiations regarding the re-distribution of Batista wealth towards the Desert
People.
After
this, there was a disturbing inscription. This one was in a handwriting I
recognized from somewhere.
Subject arrived at aircraft in
unconscious state. Flown in this state from Prosia to next mission in Darkhust.
Subject seemed in unstable physical condition, needing constant attention from
Doctor and Handler.
There
was a new section under the heading Speciality Development:
Speciality Development:
Locating people through psychic
abilities seems to be the main speciality.
Confirmed past-visions when in
contact with items.
Possible future-visions under
investigation.
Extremely powerful energy-healing
confirmed. Mr Thornton, father of Director Thornton (PSF) confirmed 100%
recovery from life-threatening Emphysema.
There
was a loose page placed in a Government Courier envelope. It was dated for
today and read as follows:
General Notes:
Subject seems highly stressed,
possible breakdown suspected. Seven-day leave requested and granted. New
location to be Kwailu Isles.
I
suddenly put two and two together. This was Heraldt’s handwriting. He wrote
this, but allowed me to see it!
What
was his game?
At
these times I really wished for Sensaii. One thing was certain. Not much was
secret any longer. At least our real mission was not known.
But
there was more information that came before my inner eye.
Captain
Heraldt was a very privileged government agent with an extremely high clearance
level. He had unrestricted access to my government files and the information
they contained.
He
was a valuable source of counter-espionage regarding myself. He took it upon
himself to help me.
I
could not follow the memory imprint. It closed off abruptly, as if this was not
supposed to have downloaded to me.
I
actually received the impression of an Oops! and then nothing more . . .
I
opened my eyes to stare into a sandwich.
Panam
was busy feeding everyone again and I took one gratefully.
We
should be landing in Kwailu by early afternoon. I tried to keep my mind blank
the rest of the way.
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