Table Read - GATEWAY 1 & 2

Episode Date: May 20, 2026

Gateway: One & TwoA classified cockpit recording. A military tragedy wrapped in silence. A secret government experiment that suggests human consciousness may not be confined to the body, the brain, or even time itself.When Lt. Col. Wayne McDonnell is pulled into an investigation involving Army Intelligence, the CIA, and the mysterious Monroe Institute, he expects a case. What he finds is a threshold.Inspired by the real declassified Gateway Process, Acts One and Two launch McDonnell into a world where science, espionage, altered consciousness, Hemi-Sync, remote viewing, and time begin to collapse into one terrifying possibility:The mind may not simply observe reality.It may be able to enter it.As the experiment deepens, McDonnell encounters failed subjects, hidden rooms, impossible memories, and visions of the past too vivid to dismiss. What begins as an investigation becomes a journey into the most dangerous frontier ever explored: the human mind.Because the past may not be gone.The future may not be waiting.And the Gateway may already be open.Starring Zeke Alton, Petri Hawkins Byrd, Ashley Platz, Cam Clarke, Pasha D. Lychnikoff, and Shaan Sharma.Written by Dave Pirinelli.Story by Jack Levy, Mark Knell, and Dave Pirinelli.Produced by Table Read Podcast and Manifest Media Productions, LLC.Executive Produced by Jack Levy, Shaan Sharma, and Mark Knell.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

So this is what we generally start with to see how in sync we are as a group. I want you all to say table read gateway on the count of three in a good voice, Cam Clark. One, two, three, table read gateway. High stakes, high stakes. Why is it into number two spool, though? I just push throttles to full. Must be a flame out. Begin restart checklist. We're losing altitude.

Just crossed flight level two zero zero. Now at one-ninner zero. Dropping fast. I apologize, sir. This passenger says it's... CIA agent Ortiz. I need the radio. Did out.

Whoever you are. Engine two, not responding to all. You need the radio. I need to speak to Langley right now. If I don't get the engine restarted, we may crash. Return to your seat. That's an order. The engine is gone.

Soon you'll lose hydraulic pressure in flight. control. We will crash, but first I need the radio. Ten thousand feet. There's no response to restart procedures. It's like the engine isn't even there. Why the tenant prepare the cabins for impact? Master caution. We've lost hydraulic pressure and flight control system. Give me that radio. I have critical information about neutralizing the entity that caused this crash. Captain, we're below safe altitude. Give me the fucking radio. I said get back to your seat. You shot him. Why would you do? Give you the radio now.

Tell them. This is Lieutenant Colonel Wayne M. McDonald retired, and I have a story to tell you. In 1977, I got the assignment to investigate and report on the Gateway Project, a means for man to venture beyond time and space. Could we spy on Russia from a great distance? Were they spying on us already? I was a man tasked with finding answers that were needed and quickly. I served a tour of duty in U.S. Army intelligence in the early 70s, known as Project 404. I was in Laos, covertly assisting U.S. interests in Vietnam.

The report I submitted got me this far more controversial assignment. I discovered things you might not believe, but should. Do a quick Google search for analysis and assessment of gateway process CIA. You'll find an actual document from the CIA website, written by none other than yours truly. Click on that and have a read. Be advised. They might open a file on you for looking at the report. I don't know.

I don't work there anymore. In 1977, I was stationed at Ford George G. Mead Army Intelligence Base in Maryland, near Washington, D.C. 5,000 acres of military personnel doing top-secret intelligence work, keeping the free world safe. At the time, we were transcribing and translating all of Russia's radio and TV broadcasts. Thousands of hours of tapes analyzed, looking for patterns, codes. It was a standard day in my lab until it wasn't.

Captain Parsons, when you have today's radio transmissions entered, get started on the task news feed. I'll have it done within the hour, Lieutenant Colonel McDonald. General Addis, a rare pleasure. I didn't realize we had an inspection today. No inspection. General? This room is secure and silent?

Yes, sir. T.S. SCI secure. My briefcase, please. Is this serious? I think I saw this on Star Trek last week. Do I impress you as a joking man? No, sir. Everyone out, but Lieutenant Colonel McDonald.

Sir? You heard the general. Everyone. Listen to this. Give me that radio. I have critical information about neutralizing the entities that caused this crash. Captain were below saved an altitude.

Give me the fucking radio. Was that the plane that went down last month? Yes. Terrorists posing a CIA? A lunatic? No. In fact, that was a legitimate CIA operation, Agent Manny Ortiz.

Limited details on the operation are in this file. You think the Russians? Or some other hostile force. You think a hostile force brought that plane down trying to get to someone? What I think isn't being discussed. Just your order. Roger that, sir.

The cockpit recording you just heard has been shared with fewer than 10 people. That portion was cut out of the official NTSB version. I don't understand. Sometime back scientist Itzak Bentov made us aware of some facts. Facts regarding expanded states of consciousness that allow traveling by thought. The Russians had been studying it for years. They have been trying to get to our man, Bentov. And you think they crashed that plane?

Ortiz was a decoy flying under Benthoff's name. How did they bring it down? That's what you're going to find out. You're not going to mention that crash or recording ever. The world's reaction to such information would be catastrophic. Yes, sir. Is this another M.K. Ultra? No. You'll create a report, but it won't mention that incident.

or our spying or our missing spy planes. The pair of SR-71s had crashed? I thought they were mechanical issues. So did we, until we got that recording. Sir, it all seems rather incredible. Initially, I'm inclined to be skeptical. You'll be on a transport to the Monroe Institute in Virginia at 0600 tomorrow. You're going to get to the bottom of this.

I want faxed. That buzz box on your belt? It's a pager general. You can reach me anywhere in the world. My assistant, Captain Parsons, handles all messaging. Stay handy. Yes, sir. I was given a puzzle without all the pieces. But on the 9th of June, 1983, I issued a final report. Sadly, before I finished that report, our brilliant scientist, Itzhak Bentov, died on a doomed airliner in Chicago. Oddly, this time, even the cockpit voice recorder failed before anything else. No clue. You can Google that too. American Airlines Flight 191. It was a serious setback. This is the story of that report before and after it was released by the CIA. The things I learned and the places I saw. But please, read my report. You tasked me to provide an assessment of the gateway experience in terms of its mechanics and ultimate practicality. As I set out to fulfill that tasking, it soon became clear that in order to assess the validity and practicality,

of the process, I needed to do enough supporting research and analysis to fully understand how and why the process works. Frankly, sir, that proved to be an extremely involved and difficult business. Follow me to the lab, sir. Mr. Monroe is waiting. Lieutenant Colonel McDonald, nice to meet you. I'm Robert Monroe. Welcome to my lab. Sit down, please. Thank you, Monroe. I've read the research. You think it sounds like a bunch of bullshit, don't you? Sir, my personal opinions don't enter into this. I'm here to fully evaluate your process from an objective viewpoint.

Monroe wasn't dumb. He knew it really did sound like bullshit, but he needed credibility with the military, and my report could provide it. You've been ordered to keep an open mind? That is an accurate assessment. Can you start training tomorrow? Sure. I need somewhere to drop my personal items, but I'd like to start today.

Perfect. I'll have Nurse Fields show you to your quarters, and we'll get started. Initially, based on conversations with a physician who took the gateway training with me, I had recourse to the biomedical models developed by Itzhak Bentov to obtain information concerning the physical aspects of the process. The long hours of training were eased somewhat by the caring hands of nurse fields. But even she turned out to be more complicated than she first appeared. Please lay back down, Lieutenant Colonel. I'm going to attach some electrodes, relax, get comfortable. Will I be hypnotized?

Probably not today, but eventually, yes. Do I have time for a cigarette? Nicotine disrupts the process. Are you nervous? Why would I be nervous? I'm just listening to some sounds. Did you read all of the materials? You may want to. Mr. Monroe. Are you ready, Lieutenant Colonel? Ready as I can be. Okay. Now, you're going to listen to some sounds and speech in this sensory deprivation chamber.

A series of tones will help bring you into hemispherical synchronization. Left brain and right brain broad into sync. We call it hemisink. Okay. You will note flashing lights on the ceiling as you reach hemisink. Both halves of your brain finally working as one. If you need us, we'll be in the control room. Right, relax and observe the flow of energy around you. You'll be guided through each of these focus levels. You'll find increasing abilities in each as you rise.

Upping my focus level, huh? Sounds like mumbo-jumbo. Relax and observe. You'll be aware of each focus level and its meaning as we progress. Today we'll aim for Focus 12, where you can traverse time and space. I'll join you there. Focus 12. The standard protocol...

Is suspended for these tests. Lieutenant Colonel McDonald has had years of military training. A level of discipline we can only approximate here. We will forego many of the early sessions. Yes, Mr. Monroe. Continue the preparations, Nurse Fields. Have my hypnotic items ready, please? I admit to seeing little promise in gateway at first.

I would put the headphones on. and lay back following Monroe's voice in the various tones. Frequently, I just fell asleep. But I was surprised to discover that after a while, images started swirling out of the darkness. Monroe was right. Eventually, I was able to advance in the training with some effort and gained new abilities.

But all attempts to attain usable intelligence on Russia ultimately failed. So a few weeks later, they got me closer, much closer. They flew me out to a secret submersible base next to the USSR. I found myself a thousand feet below the sea of O'Kazk. In 71, the CIA had discovered a Soviet deep-sea transmission line. We wanted to listen in, so we installed a tap. This was Operation Ivy Bells. It was a joint CIA and NSA project with help from the U.S. Navy.

You can Google that, too. Ivy Bells. Fun little project. They decided it would be good to physically transport me to the undersea Soviet military transmission lines. So there I was. Sir, we're near the cable tap location. Time to do your thing. I'll connect your headset to the feed. Ready. It worked. I had followed the training and achieved Focus 12. In Gateway, this is one of the highest states of consciousness. It unlocks the ability to remote view at will, unrestrained by time or distance.

But a surprise awaited me. There I was investigating the secret missile base, invisible to the motionless soldiers frozen in time there. I was trying to read a computer screen when I realized that one of the other beings there was different. It was like me, unbound by time or location, floating. Hello? My Russian had an accent, but this simple hello should have worked. the entity merely scurried up a wall and vanished into the ceiling. Hey, wait!

All my further attempts to locate the entity that day failed. I returned to my body on the sub and got another surprise. Pilot, hey, did you see that? That thing out there, looking into the porthole. Sir, I'm not calling you a liar, but we're 1,000 feet down. Nothing but fishy's out there. I can see it right now. There!

It's looking at me. Okay. Okay, copy that, sir. I'll note it in the log. Cuckoo-Barr. They didn't believe me at first. Who would? But I would meet the entity again.

I included a couple paragraphs about this in my final report. A warning, more or less, to those who would follow. Be intellectually prepared to react to possible encounters with intelligent, non-corporal energy forms when time-space boundaries are exceeded. It may also be possible that individuals encounter thought forms while in an out-of-body state which mingle with physical reality and are not easily differentiated. Yeah, you heard that right. Word for word from an official CIA report. I knew there was much more to investigate and explain.

Meanwhile, I kept working back at the Institute. Next time on Gateway, things heat up when I finally find that Russian missile base. But that's not even the big event. courtesy of a surprise guest visitor, I find my way back in time all the way to Nazi occupied France in 1944, but in more danger than I ever was before. Hey, before we move on, can we do your mini-sub captain again, Kevin, and like, so since we have yours, can we do one where you have fun with it, but also projects, as he said, but I, especially since you say cuckoo-bird later, I'd love for you to, Kevin.

up sure so where do you want to start from just take it from that initial one because we got the more official version that Jack wanted but for your well why do we do you know we'll come in that Zeke on pilot page but I want to grab the server nearing the cable tab location so I'm a little 13 oh copy got it oh 13 got because we got a more formal version now we'll have your so that when you say cuckoo bird you can like you know got them are we reading all the way through No, I think let's just do a pickup with minisub to ready and then we'll go to 14. Okay.

Asia D. Sir, we're new in the cable tap location. Time to do your thing. I'll connect your headset to the feed. Great. Go to 14 and then we'll just pick it up from Pilot. Do you see that? Pilot.

Hey, you see that? That thing out there looking into the porthole. Sir, I'm not calling you a liar, but we're 1,000 feet down. Nothing but fish. She's out here. I see it right now. There. It's looking at me.

Okay. Okay, copy that, sir. I'll note it in the log. Cuckoo bird. Very good. This is the first step along your path to a gateway. A gateway beyond which is discovery. Your own discovery of reality, of truth, of who and what you are.

Now a simple preparation. preparation because of the special audio techniques used, it's important that certain sounds reach your right ear and others your left ear. To be sure of this, you should be hearing my voice in your right ear at this moment. If you are not hearing my voice in your right ear, turn your headphones around now so that you are hearing my voice in your right ear. Hello, listener, Lieutenant Colonel Wayne M. McDonald here. Last time you found out why I issued a report to the CIA about Gateway and its ability to let you traverse time and space via your mind. This time, we delve deeper into the mystery. Buckle up.

Lieutenant Colonel McDonald, good to see you back with us. You're looking well. Thank you, nurse. That mini submarine was quite an experience. Mr. Monroe says you're making great progress. Today we're moving into hypnotism. Should help you concentrate. If it'll help me get closer to finding what happened to my father, I'll try it. Once I achieved Focus 12, I wanted to know what else I could do. Naturally, I wanted to use it to find unobtainable answers, answers to the questions that hang on through the years.

To the mystery of Saint-Maric Glees on June 7, 1944. My dad made it ashore at Normandy. It was even a photo. But he vanished a day later and Samar Aglis and was declared at MIA. I spent my life wanting to know what happened. At school, a boy had started a rumor that my dad was a coward, a drunken deserter who ran off with a French whore. I still remember how it felt when I heard that, and how it felt breaking that kid's nose. How is everyone today? Is our star subject prepared? He's wired up. Chambers

ready, too. I want you to prep me for a trip to 1944 in France. I know it's important to you, but that's way off our program. Let's revisit this after you've progressed further, okay? We need to prove that we can get past the information distortion issue and provide actionable intelligence, and we need to figure out those entities you've talked about. I don't think you understand. When I'm moving into those other areas, I hear voices, people talking.

Sometimes I know them. Conversations from the past, I'm pretty sure I hear. hear him. My dad. Stay inside your energy resonance balloon and ignore those voices. Continue on into that missile site. We need details. If you want me to report that your method works, you need to prove it to me first. Then it goes in my report. Let's agree on a deal. You get me the location of the missile base. I'll facilitate you visiting D-Day. Roger that. And finding my father. I can help you. Hold on. Have you heard of psilocybin?

Excuse me? Known as magic mushrooms. Yes, I've heard of those. How do you feel about them? They're illegal. And I put my assistant on report for using them in Laos. They may help you get further into Gateway. Wait, you're suggesting illicit narcotics?

Psychedelics, actually. If you want progress, we've got to understand where this is going. I'm not prepared to plunge into illegality. I'm glad you have plenty of time to invest and can forego their assistance. My mother's in a home and failing. I need to tell her the truth before she's gone. This could help you get her the answers in time. Perhaps I could make a single exception.

Is there any danger I'll experience, um, unpleasantness? Take these, then lay back. In 45 minutes or so, we'll run the audio. Enjoy your journey. Then have another look for that missile base, yes? It went against everything I stood for. At least then. Vietnam was a war against bra-burning hippies,

at least to some of my colleagues. But I tried it. I was going to eventually find my father, the truth about my father. But I needed to find that missile base first. Waves of color and light washed over me. I imagined a field of grain waving in the wind, waving at me.

I found myself giggling at ridiculous thoughts, and I found it worked. Does that make me a hypocrite? Life eventually does this to a lot of us. Yes? I'll be right down. I need to see another patient for a moment. I'll be back.

To make an omelet, you've got to break some eggs. Nurse Fields went to visit them while I entered the world of altered states. I didn't know yet, but there were secret rooms in the basement at the facility where they kept the broken eggs. She was visiting them. Yes, Dr. Alexander?

Are you running more tests upstairs? How is that your concern? Because my comatose patient just sat up and moved his eyes. That's not funny. You turned him into a zombie. You fix him. I'm not joking.

For just a few seconds, he sat up. I don't know what to be. to tell you. If only Yitzhak was here, he could figure this out. They've hidden him away where no one will find him. Hiddened away so well, they effectively halted his work. The bad guys won. Maybe you know where they hit him? In any case, Itzak isn't here. And Captain DeMarc here has gone off on a mental walkabout. Forever, apparently.

He'll find his way back. Eight months is a long time to be clicked out. I really believe your tests upstairs or having. in effect. If we could coordinate, get in touch with Bentov. Random neurons firing. He's mentally gone, just like the poor saps in the next two rooms. We're taking a big risk, putting McDonald through it. We've improved the process, refined it. If I could just see McDonald's charts. Not going to happen. So long, doctor.

Yes, I'll see you at your performance review next week. Good luck, by the way. I sometimes leave things on my desk at night. Uh-huh. Lieutenant Colonel McDonald. Come in? Nurse Fields. This is unexpected. What can I do for you?

I hope you're enjoying your free time. I wanted to check on you and bring you this. On my pager. I didn't realize I'd left it in the lab. Mr. Monroe had me remove it, so you wouldn't be distracted. Wait, don't you have weekends off? Not usually. I have tomorrow off to go to church.

Very good. I'll be traveling to Staten Island to visit my mother. She's in an elder care facility there, correct? Yes. She has good days and bad days. I'm hoping to get some answers about my dad for before she's completely gone. Best wishes on your visit. Have you noticed anything odd during the tests here?

Well, odd has new meanings now. What do you mean exactly? I don't know. Do you ever get lost to? out there? No. I can always just transition back to Focus 10, then Focus 3, and then poof. I'm right back here. Sorry, I bothered you. Oh, if something comes up, just call my contact number from the base. Captain Parsons can reach me. Yes. Have a nice visit with your mother. I'll ask the facilities people to drop some flowers off before you go. Her visit didn't make me feel at ease. In fact, quite the opposite.

When the flowers showed up an hour later, I was still thinking about her worried loo. Look, what did she know? What wasn't she telling me? She's been fairly good this week. Had a couple better days. He even did a painting. Been asking about you a lot. Yeah, well, I've been out of town on a mission.

When I finish, I'll be able to visit more. I hope so. She's always talking about you. Gets her days and visits confused sometimes. Be adaptable, keep smiling, even if she doesn't make perfect sense. Mrs. McDonald, your son Wayne is here to see you. Well, what are you waiting for? Send him in.

See what I mean? Still got that spark. Go on in. Wayne? Have you been eating properly? You look thin. Yes, Mother. I had roast beef last night. And I brought you something. They're lovely. There's a vase in the bathroom. Where would you like them?

There, by the window. The red ones blow in the sunlight. Have you been, Mom? You look really good. I should. Eva did my hair yesterday. She really knows her way around the curlers. Yeah, she does good work. Did you get a haircut, too?

You look different from last week. Um, Mom, my current mission has me posted in Virginia. It's been two months since I visited. Nonsense. You were sitting in that very chair telling me you were going to visit your father in France. He's not there, you know. Been dead a long time.

But he did love you. Sent letters every day. They're here somewhere, I think. Mom, the work I'm doing is experimental. It's got me thinking about dad. Do you ever wonder... And where's that friend of yours? I won from high school.

Robbie Allen, wasn't it? He was with you last time, but never said a word. A chill blew through me. Robbie had been dead for 20 plus years at that point. Gassed himself with a pickup truck while we were in high school. Birthday gone horribly off the rails. But I hadn't spoken of him in decades, though he was often on my mind. Okay, Mom, I, uh...

Hey, are those chocolate chip cookies I see over there? I sure could use one. Yes, you could. Too thin. Please help yourself. Mildred Barris baked them. Mildred Barris? Uh, okay.

Thanks, Mom. Maybe the kitchen here made them. I get confused now. It's all right, Mom. Don't get upset. They're delicious. I think my watch stopped. I keep forgetting to wind it. No, no, it's the right time. 2 p.m. It runs on batteries so you don't have to wind this one, mom.

You got it for Christmas. Batteries? Why do I wind it every day then? I found the visit somewhat disquieting, but it was her insistence that I'd recently been there that really got to me. I'd certainly been thinking about her quite a lot. I returned to the Institute. Mr. Monroe, a rare pleasure. Come in, please. What brings you to crew quarters? I could hear you typing from down the hall. Yeah, the brass requested an interim report. And?

I've summed up the training as relatively successful. You've taken the process to heart, but... But we don't have proof of effectiveness yet. I'm aware. I wish I could report something, anything that demonstrated positive If you don't, they might pull my funding. Then you'll never get your answers, your dad. I can't help that. I can only report the truth. Can you give us another few days? I've got a surprise coming that I think can better prep you for your next journey. Okay, I'm willing to try. Although I'm not convinced that the mushrooms are the best path.

I think I have something better. Good. Look. I'm looking. I'm I can hold the report off for a few more days. Thank you. I'll see you in the lab after lunch. I already ate. Okay. Let's go get those answers. Roger that.

We were both motivated, but for different reasons. If I could pinpoint where that base was or gain some operational intelligence about it, we could both move forward. Continued failure wasn't an option. Neil's Bohr, the renowned physicist, once responded, to his son's complaints about the obtuse nature of certain concepts in physics by saying, you are not thinking, you are merely being logical. The physics of altered human consciousness

deals with some conceptualizations that are not easily grasped or visualized exclusively in the context of ordinary left-brain linear thinking. So, to borrow Dr. Bohr's mode of expression, parts of this paper will require not only logic, but a touch of right-brain intuitive insight to achieve a complete comfortable grasp of the concepts involved. Nevertheless, once that is done, I am confident that their construction and application will stand up to the test of rational critique. How's he doing?

He's getting close to the REM State. Switch to Focus 15 content. I think we can get him there this time. Perhaps Dr. Alexander should be here? That quack? He's turned three soldiers into pot. He's not screwing this one up. As you say, switching to Focus 15 content now.

Let's get the location of that base. You can understand why he wants to find out about his father, can't you? We've offered him an opportunity he can't pass up. I'm not convinced he's going to like what he finds. Knowing is better than not knowing. I hope you're right. I think he's moving into terms. I think he's moving into REM State.

Watch him. I found myself at the missile base again, wandering the halls in a bleached out reality. I serenely moved into their space with no time passing. I tried to read the signs on the base. I know the Cyrillic alphabet and speak some Russian, but still couldn't make sense of anything. He's in deep REM.

Hopefully he's found the base and avoids that presence that always upsets him. Don't encourage him with that entity talk. I wish he would just avoid it until we get the funding secured. Really? The things don't work that way. Nurse Fields, it's Dr. Alexander for you. Tell him I'm busy with an experiment.

He says it's important. Let me have the phone. Dr. Alexander, I'm busy. Ma'am? And if he calls back, I'm even busier. Yes, ma'am. I missed all of the drama in the lab. I was far, far away.

I found the Russian base. I finally knew where it was and couldn't wait to get back and tell my superiors. But there was a problem. A glowing one staring at me from across the missile silo, and it didn't look happy.

Hey, who are you? Why are you following me? Please answer me. I need to know. I want to know. You're not ready. Robbie, but you're gone. You can't... Maybe I'm someone else. Don't go to France.

My shock at this point was extreme. I thought I'd started to recognize the entity, but its shape and voice shifted again. Was it my friend who killed himself in high school? Now I wasn't sure. Why not explain things to me? At this point, the entity grew massive. into a glowing ball of light, racing toward me at impossible speed. I'm bringing him out. His heart is racing.

You're thwarting our progress. I'm saving our test subject. She leaned down and spoke in my ear. Wayne, it's time to come back now. It's not good to talk to him while he's coming out. Not now. He's with us again. Robbie, hold on, wait.

Where did he go? Who? My friend. Robbie. Where does he live? Uh, never, never mind. Look, if you're looking for an address for that base, start in Yakutsk, send your blackbirds there. You're sure.

Roger that. And let me know when you've located it. I'll inform the brass. I had their answer, but nobody knew the cost yet. Calm yourself, Lieutenant Colonel, your heart rate. It's still elevated. You can relax now. You've proven the program works.

I'm going to finally meet my father. It's kind of hard to relax knowing that. Let's get you settled back in your quarters. You need to rest. Okay, fair enough. But you tell Monroe, I expect him to start the training for my D-Day mission tomorrow. Yes, Lieutenant Colonel.

Was I right? Yes. Indeed you were. hidden underground in a forest as you described, but I still advise that you hold off on this D-Day thing. Give me one valid reason. You aren't prepared to go over. I said a valid reason.

My family has waited 40 years for this answer. Then what's a few more months? The answer might not make you happy. But I need to know what happened to my father. There's someone here to see you, to offer special help. Special help? I'd like to introduce you to the man behind the science.

It's Sog Benthoff. Wait, what? No one can know where you are. What are you doing here? That is why I'm dressed as a janitor and just spent a half hour mopping the hallway. I want to see you achieve your goals.

Monroe tells me you are close. I have some ideas. I'll give it a try, but you really shouldn't be seen by anyone. Concerned that I wasn't making enough progress, Monroe had gotten Itzhak bent off himself to come push me over the top. Monroe wanted a favorable report and the funding it would bring. This effort is worth my reappearance. I can't hide forever.

Let's get to work. So I got my wish. Itzok broke protocol and provided special training and hypnosis. Monroe kept his end of the bargain, and I got more, much more than I bargained for. I'm here. I can't believe it. I expected to be an observer as before. Turns out I was a participant.

Hunch, spider horns! No! Wait, you can see me. And there you have it. I progressed through the ascending consciousness phases and got my wish, but it wasn't what I expected. Funny how life frequently works out that way. In any case, if you want to know more about that journey and how the rest of my report came out, come back for our next episode.

You won't be bored. Nice, nice, good. I don't want to get two more reads. I love doing the spine hunt. Yeah. I have one request, and that is nurse fields, random. neurons firing. Maybe my ears are failing that I can hear neurons. Good. So find that line. In the meanwhile, Nick, let's get two more from your halt.

What, how are you saying? Both of them more intense. One more fear, one more anger. Okay, sounds good. Yeah. I'm going to stand up here. Yeah, please do stand. We'll take it up right then. Okay. Yeah, just yell at me. Nick, can we go back and forth, your line, my line, your line, my line? Okay, so I can match your energy. Hartz, find a hunt No, wait, you can see me? Harch, find a hunt!

No, wait, wait, you can see me? Haltz, find a hunt! No, wait, you can see me? Like a bulldog. Page six. Okay, you found it? Yeah, okay. What page is it?

Page six. Random neurons firing. He's mentally gone, just like the poor saps in the next two We're taking a big risk putting McDonald through it.