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           Theywerelaughingatme.ButthenIreal­izedwhatIhadjustsaid,andhearingmyselfIunderstoodthereasonforthelook.Theyweren’tlaughing.Theyknewwhatwashappeningtome.Ihadreachedanewlevel,andangerandsuspicionweremyfirstreactionstotheworldaroundme.

           Burt’svoiceboomedoverthetaperecorder:

           "NowIwantyoutolookatthiscard,Charlie.Whatmightthisbe?Whatdoyouseeonthiscard?Peopleseeallkindsofthingsintheseinkblots.Tellmewhatitmakesyouthinkof..."

           Thesamewords,almostthesametoneofvoicehehadusedminutesagointhelab.AndthenIheardmyan­swers—childish,impossiblethings.AndIdroppedlimplyintothechairbesideProfessorNemur’sdesk."Wasthatreallyme?"

           IwentbacktothelabwithBurt,andwewentonwiththeRorschach.Wewentthroughthecardsslowly.Thistimemyresponsesweredifferent.I"saw"thingsintheinkblots.Apairofbatstuggingateachother.Twomenfencingwithswords.Iimaginedallsortsofthings.Butevenso,IfoundmyselfnottrustingBurtcompletelyanymore.Ikeptturningthecardsaround,checkingthebackstoseeiftherewasanythingthereIwassupposedtocatch.

           Ipeeked,whilehewasmakinghisnotes.Butitwasallincodethatlookedlikethis:

           WF+ADdF-Adorig.WF—ASF+obj

           Theteststilldoesn’tmakesense.Itseemstomethatanyonecouldmakeupliesaboutthingshedidn’treallysee.HowcouldtheyknowIwasn’tmakingfoolsofthembysayingthingsIdidn’treallyimagine?

           MaybeI’llunderstanditwhenDr