***** Vol.3 Chap.40 Renewed subliminal call ****
From the office, Frank took his laptop and nothing else and headed back to his apartment. He felt released from the duties of the Institute. Sitting down on his favorite recliner, he was relieved from the daily pressures.
He switched on the television and was flipping through the channels. Normally, he hardly watched the TV at all, so he really did not have a favorite channel. He flipped through a few channels with soap operas that he never cared much about those. He flipped to the CNN News channel. A newscast was on.
A boat had gone down in the Bermuda Triangle carrying the newly elected senator from Texas. All on abroad were feared lost. A local pilot who was flying around the area reported that he saw a massive release of gas. The gas bubbles around the lonely luxury boat rocked the boat over and over and eventually caused the boat to lose floatation and sank. The US Coast Guard has been dispatched to investigate the incidence.
On another news front…
He moved on to another channel. This is CNN International.
…cure for violence. A famous Chinese acupuncturist claimed that violence can now be cured. During an interview, she claimed that twenty of her violent patients from the local prison were treated by her using her latest acupuncture techniques. After six months of treatment, eighteen of them were released to become productive workers on a collective farm. The other two were still undergoing treatment and were expected to be released soon. Doctor May-Ling Chen …
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May-Ling! Good for her. He still remembered the debate he had with her last week during the presentation of the Scientist of the Year Award. Her research was the total opposite of his.
He continued to flip the channels. He came to the Discovery channel where there was a program on the Egyptian Treasures.
On the screen were the pyramids in Giza. This looked interesting, but there was nothing new here. He was born there and had visited there many times already. There was nothing this Western narrator could say that he had not already known since he was a kid.
He wanted to flip to the next channel, but his finger seemed to be frozen. He tried hard to press the next channel button, but his finger did not respond at all. An image of the Sphinx came into view. The narrator continued.
Of all the wonders in the Giza desert, none can compare with the mystery of the Sphinx…
The image on the TV screen seemed to jump out at him. The monologue of the narrator droned on and on…
Presently the image of the Sphinx had changed and come alive. The powerful head turned towards the screen looking directly at him and the left paw softened and waved at him, beckoning him to come.
He tried to flip the channel on the remote, but his finger refused to move.
The lion paws waved to him three times and then solidified to its former dignified state.
He flipped to another channel. More soap operas.
He sat back in his recliner. There were no more questions about what should be his next move. He had to go back to Giza and visit the Sphinx one more time. He did not know what would happen there, but he knew he just had to go.