The Middle Eastern gentleman sat in the Controller’s office. The Controller swept in, a copy of “1001 Nights” under his arm. He placed it ostentatiously on his desk. Then he glanced at his watch.
“I am afraid we will have to keep this brief, I have another urgent appointment”.
The Middle Eastern gentleman inclined his head politely.
“Your story…” the Controller’s glance rested on “The Arabian Nights” lightly , “has been examined. And frankly, we are unconvinced. We are well aware of astral projection, and an operative can remove their own soul and visit another body…”. The Controller spread his hands in a gesture of disbelief.
The man sat forward in his chair, his dark eyes boring into the Controller.
“This is a completely different thing. We take the soul – and then that person becomes the wizard’s slave. Imagine a campaigning journalist. We get him alone, steal his soul…
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