Psycho Psyche

By James Field

​Most of us carry a potential bomb with us. Dr Grenn found out how to detonate them...
Dr Grenn is a hypnotist, executive, inventor, television personality, and scoundrel. Driven by insatiable greed, he jeopardises the entire world's security and tricks Professor Maurice Masterson into being his scapegoat. Take this short story as a warning, hide it from terrorists, and pray it never comes true

• Language: English
• Publisher: James Field
• Release date: Mar 12, 2015
• ISBN: 9788293174516

James Field

I was born in Essex, England, in 1951.My early days of work as an engineer led me to Norway where I met my future wife Kari. She moved to England where we married and raised our two daughters. We moved back to Norway in 1985.My wife and I now live far in the north, well within the Arctic Circle, in the land of the midnight sun. Life here is slow and comfortable, blessed by unspoilt nature and its magnificent moods.Being creative in the written form gives me vast pleasure. I hope, dear reader, you will take a break from your world and lose yourself in one of mine.

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PsychoPsyche

A Cloud Brothers Short Story

James Field

Copyright © 2015 by James Field

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No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law.

Edited by: Alexander Rollins

Cover by: David Colon

Contents

Foreword

1.Psycho Psyche

Afterword

Foreword

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Psycho Psyche

'I 'm glad you accepted my invitation,' said Dr Grenn, wringing his hands. 'I can't express how delighted I am to see you,'

Across an office desk, wide and uncluttered, Professor Maurice Masterson stared into Dr Grenn's smouldering grey eyes. 'How could I not accept your invitation?' he said. 'Evidence of regression would be a sensation.'

For a moment, mesmerised by Dr Grenn's magnetic charm, the professor's eyelids grew heavy. He sat up straight and shook his head. Now was not the time to fall under the Doctor's tawdry parlour tricks. He needed his wits about him. 'However,' he said, stifling a yawn, 'if it weren't for my belief that anything is possible, I'd say your claims were ridiculous.'

Dr Grenn licked his thin lips, wiping the smile away. 'Not so, Professor, I have invented an appliance of science called, The Liberator. A remarkable device that separates mind from body.' He sat back, stroking his pointed beard and twisting the ends of his moustache. All he needed was a pointed hat to complete the image of