They said it was just typical medical testing. Then why did my entropo-sense tingle?
Look, if you really want to know about the rash on my face, I’ll tell you. I was running a bit low on cash, and I’d been riding my luck pretty hard lately, so I decided to go for something nice and simple. I magicked up a fake ID and signed up for some medical testing. Six hundred bucks for two weekends at the center. Sleep there Friday night, take a pill in the morning, and get blood drawn every half-hour. And hey, they feed you, too. The best part… if you do one weekend then have to drop out, they still pay you half the dough. So, yeah, I signed up.
Nice place. Very clean, almost army-like in the dorm. There were eighty of us there. Dinner was good, for being free. They had TV and movies and stuff. So in the morning, they give us these pills that they’re supposedly seeing how fast our bloodstream absorbs them. I swallow mine down with some water, and BAM! my mojo meter hits full. Which freaks me out a bit, the last place I want to be pulling charges is in a medical facility. But nothing happens, so I sit down and start reading a book.
Time comes for the first blood draw… and as the needle goes into my vein, I feel my mojo meter tingling again. Not so much, but still. And it happens every time they draw blood, every half hour until dinnertime.
Around 3 pm, I stopped getting charges off of the blood draws. I don’t know why. But I’m going back this weekend to find out. Now, I know a guy who can whip up disguises for you, and I want some backup I can trust in there. Interested? ’cause I don’t think this is some ‘acid reflux’ pill they’re feeding us…
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Hell yeah, I want in! $600, a fistfull of (apparently) low-risk mojo, and the opportunity to experience something weird, are too much of a thrill for me to casually turn down.
However, I plan to observe the Strange Persons First Rule of Entropomancy:
Read the directions TWICE before you ignore them.
There is no such thing as “low-risk mojo” in Entropomancy.
There is.
Owning a Pinto with a loose gas cap, no brakes, and a third-hand warranty from New Jersey, by way of Calexico.
If you can name something riskier to own, I’ll buy it.
Riskier to own? There is this one video tape….. 🙂
… Eerie thought; merge a copy of ‘the Ring’ with a copy of the Naked Goddess…
… and walk right into a Blockbuster Video store, with a modifed ‘late rental’ …