Illusion (Asylum for the Mechanically Insane Book 1) by Sahara Kelly

Author:Sahara Kelly [Kelly, Sahara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SK Private Label Publications
Published: 2014-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

His was one of several bodies stretched and offered on the altar of science that night.

The laboratory staff was used to them and paid them no attention at all, remaining fixated on the wall of indicators, levers, dials and knobs. It was all brass with abundant glass-enclosed meters measuring strange things that only made sense to those who had created it.

Around the room were ripples of piping, some cast iron, others the warm tones of terracotta pottery. There were several levels circling the space, each transporting something nebulous and undefined to the casual observer. No sound of water rushing through them, or the harsh rattle of anything solid. They simply existed and kept their contents a mystery.

The maid who cautiously stepped into the laboratory with a mechanical cleaner, and the long handle associated with it, came to a halt, her mouth wide open as she gazed around her.

“It’s all right. They’re not hurt. Just volunteering.” One of the white-clad staff approached with a comforting smile. “You’re new, so I understand your surprise.” He waved his hand around. “I hope you’re not offended by the sight of the male body.”

“Um, I suppose I’ll get used to it.”

“Since you’re here to clean, I’ll let you get to work. Just wanted to make sure you know they’re quite all right.”

“Thank you, sir. That is most reassuring.” She blinked. “I have to clean the pipes, I’ve been told. Please sir, what is in them? Is it dangerous?”

“Not at all.” The man straightened the lapels of his white coat, emphasizing his importance. “Although you wouldn’t understand.”

“No?”

“Certainly not.” He huffed and stuck his thumbs in his vest pockets. “It’s energy, girl. Psychical energy. These volunteers have a special gift. They can create large amounts of this energy, when they’re—uh—in a certain state.”

“I see.” She tried not to stare at the obvious aroused male members encased within glass tubes and connected to strange devices in the wall next to each man.

He laughed. “Can’t miss ‘em, can you? But they are producing the energy we need.”

“For what?”

“Nosy little thing, aren’t you? As if you’d comprehend any of this. Go on now. Do what you came to do.” He turned away with a snort.

Portia Fielding, in her guise as Mary Jones, began her work, carefully sweeping the mechanical cleaner through the dust motes beneath the pipes, then dusting the pipes themselves and repeating the motion. All the while her eyes absorbed everything she could possibly see.

She’d been put into the lift, told to go to the seventh level, pick up the equipment she needed from there, and clean. Then she could return to the first level and go to the room assigned to her and another maid. All very abrupt and efficient. Portia had obeyed without question, apprehensive but eager to learn if there was anything in this place that might constitute a clue to Miranda’s whereabouts.

Everything was exactly as described, the laboratory directly across from the elevator and the cleaning supplies neatly arranged in a small niche right outside.

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