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Brian Stableford - Inside Out

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Our April 1995 novella from Brian Stableford, Mortimer Grays was a finalist for the 1996 Nebula award. Mr. Stablefords most recent American publication, was released by Mark Ziesing Books last year. He is currently finishing the final novel in a trilogy that includes (Legend 1995), and (May 1996). The author was also a leading contributor to (Orbit 1993) and the forthcoming

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Inside Out

by Brian Stableford

Illustration by John Stevens Im slightly disturbed by these dreams youve been - photo 1

Illustration by John Stevens

Im slightly disturbed by these dreams youve been having, the doctor said, in the solicitous manner he adopted for all his consultations.

You shouldnt be, Margaret told him. They frightened me, at first, but they dont any longer.

Doctor Huxley frowned at that. Perhaps he thought that it was impolite of her to stop being frightened of the dreams even though he hadnt yet contrived to explain them. He seemed to have put away his textbook Freud for the time being. Perhaps it would have been kinder had she managed to summon up some forgotten memory of unexpectedly coming across her parents engaged in the sweaty commerce of love, so that he could seize upon it as the commonplace root of her trouble. She had read enough of the great psychotherapists works to make the fiction convincing, but she didnt want to descend to dishonesty.

Im not at all sure that the drug is having the desired effect, the doctor told her. Im not sure the Ministry knows what theyre doing. I think the experiment ought to be stopped, before it does someone harm.

Its not doing me harm, Margaret assured him. I thought it might be, at first, but I dont think so now. I think the dreams are helping me, just as you hoped they would. You shouldnt give up the experiment yet.

How do you think the dreams are helping you? he wanted to know. Unfortunately, she couldnt tell him. A patient couldnt tell her doctor that what he took for dreams were actually real; she had, after all, been judged at least half-mad, else she wouldnt be here. There were some things that simply couldnt be said, lest they be taken as final proof that her madness was absolute. And yet, she thought, she had the right of it. The dreams were not such stuff as dreams were ordinarily made of, and if she had to rebuild her idea of the world in order to accommodate them, that was what she must do, albeit in secret. Why should she not seek a new reality, after all, given that the one she had inherited had failed her so badly, and wounded her so deeply?

Theyre helping me to get out of myself was all she dared say aloud. Theyre helping me to see that the frightened creature Id become, all knotted up and self-enclosed, isnt really me not the whole me, at any rate. It really was a trauma responsesomething that the war did to me. The dreams are telling meshowing methat there are other ways to be.

I wish I could agree with you, the doctor said, although Margaret couldnt for the life of her see why he couldnt. Unfortunately, it seems to me that the dreams are symptoms of trauma response, transfiguring your problems without diminishing them at all. Im worried that they might actually be making the grip of the trauma more secure. If only we could decode them we might be able to get at the root of the problem, but while we cant

They were distressing at first, Margaret was quick to put in, and I suppose theyre still disturbingbut I dont feel that the disturbance is destructive. Sometimes, surely, its good to be disturbed, if things have become too tightly bound, too fixed.

Sometimes, he concededalthough she knew that it was only a doctors concession, by way of humoring the patient. In your case, though, Im not so sure. Distress can be a warning, you know, and its possible that the easing of your distress is actually a sign that your condition is getting worse.

I dont think so, doctor, she told him, as patiently as she could. I think youve got things inside out. Im feeling better because Im getting better, beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel. She turned her head briefly as she heard a sound that might be the drone of a distant aircraft engine, but it was only a housefly that had somehow eased its way into the room and was now intent on finding a way out into the afternoon sunlight.

Im glad that you feel that way, Doctor Huxley replied, bringing the full weight of his professional insincerity to bear. Its good that youre feeling better, but however inside out it seems, theres a world of difference between feeling better for a little while and getting better for good. If weve learned anything during the last seventeen years, its that winning a battle isnt the same as winning a war.

If weve learned anything during the last seventeen years, Margaret thought, its that no possible end, no possible victory, no possible settlement, can ever justify the fighting of a war like this one. She didnt say so out loud, not because it mightnt sound sufficiently sane but because it mightnt sound sufficiently patriotic. Doctor Huxley was, after all, an employee of the Ministry of War. She resorted, instead, to a direct approach.

Please dont discontinue the treatment, doctor, she said. I really do think that Im making progress.

I wish I could see it, he answered, mournfully. Now he, too, was following the flys wayward trajectory with his speculative eye.

Perhaps you could, Margaret thought, if only you werent so dutifully blind.

She is walking through a wood in late spring. The trees are discarding their roseate blossom; their vivid crowns are full of birdsong. The grass is moist with the legacy of recent rain. Her feet leave prints in the soft soil whenever she crosses bare ground.

The prints are those of cloven hooves, although she walks erect as befits a sentient being. Even centaurs hold their true selves erect, although they go on four legs instead of on two.

She pauses in the bushes on the edge of a sunlit glade, peeping through a narrow gap so that she may see without being seen.

What she sees is betrayal.

On a bed of moss in the shadow of a gnarled oak a male faun is lying beside a shy nymph. The nymph averts her face from the tentative caress of his hairy hand, although the glint in her green eyes reveals to the watcher that the touch is not unwelcome. One of the fauns shaggy legs reaches out so that the hoof may tease and tickle the back of the nymphs calf; she quivers slightly, but not in anguish, and makes no attempt to rise to her feet.

Why, the watcher wonders, is it always thus? Why do fauns prefer such creatures to their own kind? It makes no sense; it is a jarring note in the great litany of Harmony.

As her jealous heart beats faster, the watcher feels a sudden unease. She looks to the side, where she has seen some movement from the corner of her eye. There, emerging from a thicket not unlike the one in which she herself is hiding, is a creature born of nightmares. It walks erect like any sentient being but its face is utterly brutal, worse than the face of the hoariest of the sileni. Its hide is dark and its joints glint metallically. Its heavy clothing is coarse. Upon its back it carries a curious cylinder from which extends a flexible hose connected to the tub it bears in its horrid hands.

For a single fleeting second, the watcher thinks: It is justice, after all. Do they not deserve it?

She has no time to repent the flash of wrath before the monster changes course, abruptly turning its attention to her. She sees the mouth of the tube pointed directly at her, and she sees the great gout of flame that vomits out of it, hurtling to engulf her.

She never feels the heat, let alone the pain, of her own conflagrationbut she knows how terrible it must be to melt and to burn, to be utterly consumed by fire and fury.

She knows and she carries that knowledge with her through dimensions unknown to those she has saved, unsuspected by those who will now escape to continue their betrayal, their defiance of all that is or ought to be sacred.

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