The cuckoo

Part 3 Here's Harry

Harry makes a few soft vocally odd sounding noises that are almost eerie, like a musician tuning his instrument.  "Hello"  he quietly says in an accent  that I can't place at all.    

"Oh you can talk then can you!  you had us all wondering.  Harry I am going to move this pencil and I would like you to follow it with your eyes"   This May knows will tell her  two things, that he can understand simple instructions and that his eyes and co-ordination are  working properly.   She steps close to him and moves the pencil slowly from left to right and back.  His eyes follow, jerkily at first and then slowly smoothing out.  Again pleasure on his face and a strange muscle contraction across his cheeks.  Now a smile, faint at first and then deepening.   He has something strangely beautiful about him and I can't help but liking him.   "Harry I am just going to check your BP and listen to your chest.  Then we can fill in your chart and have a little chat.  Well Harry you will be pleased to know that everything is as it should be, very good in fact!    Now how do you feel in yourself?   Do you have any pain?

"No, no pain but I don't feel balanced"  This said in a soft nice voice        "Harry I am going to get you something to drink and organise some food for you, we need to get you off of this feed now and onto some solids and that will make you feel a whole lot better"

Harry is feeling easier now, and understands that she is brand new in this situation from his rape of her mind and memory.             "Do you remember how you got here Harry?"           "No I don't, I am sorry.  I just remember waking up here but nothing before".  This is actually the truth although I am very aware that I am a totally different entity from all other life forms around me.

I am thrilled that young Harry is responding to me and selfishly I feel that already in my new job the others must consider me as an asset based on my progress with him.      Ha!! how easily we fool ourselves.

May.  May! calls Harry.    " I don't feel good, please help me".     May walks briskly towards me with panic on her face.  She reaches out and takes a hold of my wrist and instantly I  paralyse her mind.  I don't know how I do this, I just do it instinctively.