Camilla briefly woke from her unconscious memory visions, only to feel the spirits of Russell, Chris, and Joey gang-banging her in the public aquarium. She could also feel their hate, which only made Eros' misleading imitations of them--as forgiving her for causing their deaths--all the more bitter to contemplate.
The harshness of that reality made her decide, however reluctantly, to fall back into unconsciousness. Now she would have an out-of-body memory vision from almost two months before, of the day that had come three days after her fourth unwitting sexual encounter with her son Eros.
In her memory vision, Camilla was in her office in the afternoon with a pile of essays to grade. She was getting increasingly suspicious that her son had been using Nigrovum's powers to deceive her, making her think she was being visited by incubi in her dreams, when really he was fucking her. She also suspected he was taking advantage of her fatigue, which was making it impossible for her focus and stop him with her own psychic powers; so after staring at those essay papers a few seconds longer, she closed her eyes and visualized herself full of energy for the rest of the day, all the way up until midnight, when Eros should have already been in bed. She also blocked him from knowing of her energy surge, so he wouldn't thwart her plan to watch him more carefully that night.
She began reading and grading those essays all energetically, but the concentration needed for her work made her totally oblivious as to what other psychic activities might have been going on. The masked men, eager to have Eros shame his mother again, sent him a mental signal that his mom would be too awake to be fooled by his psychic tricks.
Eros was at home the whole day. Though he, aware of the masked men's schemes, didn't like their intervening in his affairs, he had grown so addicted to enjoying his mother's charms that he was almost grateful to the masked men for telling him of her precautions.
I don't like those awful men,
he thought;
but I've just got to have her body again.
He sat on his bed and closed his eyes. First he broke through the psychic barrier she'd put up to block him; this was done quickly and easily. Then he focused on the psychic waves she'd manipulated to give her body lots of energy, and he slowly, hour by hour, changed them into waves of heavy enervation. By the time she'd gotten home late that night, she was exhausted as usual. He was in the living room.
"Hi Mom," Eros said as she walked into the living room and dropped her suitcase of essays on the coffee table.
"Hi sweetie," she said, yawning. She turned on the TV and changed the channel to CBC's
The National
. "Why am I so tired? I should be full of pep right now."
"The masked men fuckin' with you again?" he asked.
"Baby, nice boys don't say bad words," she gently chided.
"Sorry."
"Anyway, I can't see how it's the masked men. I blocked them very well several months back. They haven't been able to touch me, I don't think. Could it be you who's making me so tired?" She looked hard into his eyes.
"Oh, come on, Mom. Let's not start that again. I respect you way too much to trick you. Besides, if I'm the one making you tired every time you get home from the university, you wouldn't be able to do your job. That'd risk getting you fired. I wouldn't want that."
She sensed no dishonesty in his words, for he was so good with Nigrovum that he could make his lies seem like the truth. She said, "Well, I guess you're telling me the truth." She sat down, and he went upstairs.
I certainly want to believe he's telling me the truth,
she thought.
On the TV, Mr. Pierce was debating with a member of the Green Party again. The host was sympathetic with the Greens, as usual.
"There's another interesting thing I've noticed in recent years," Pierce said. "Ever since the Greens came to power, there's been an increasing number of bizarre incidents of people eating faeces and drinking urine, often that of prostitutes. We hear about these incidents all the time now."
Both the host and the Green Party member started laughing out loud. "Oh, so that's our fault now, too, eh?" said the Green.
"I guess the increasing problem of obesity is also the Green Party's fault?" asked the host.
"We advocate a strictly vegetarian diet," the Green said. "We are on the record for vigorously opposing the fast food diet the masses sadly still overindulge in. We've even upped the taxes of that food to discourage people from eating it."
"Of course, of course," Pierce said. "Then you use
your
psychic gifts--the ones you suspect Muslims have--and manipulate the masses into eating more junk food. Then you get more revenue from those taxes."
"Your delusional paranoia is something else," the host said.
"When I see the media on the Greens' side, I don't think I'm being delusional at all," Pierce retorted.
"And why would we want people to eat shit and drink piss?" asked the sneering Green.
"To spread around more and more Nigrovum, of course," Pierce said.
