From:	stefan hahn <HAHN@***.EDU>
Subject:	Thetatronix
Date:	Mon, 12 Apr 1993 16:39:31 -0700

>>>>>[ 'ello, chums. I've just returned from a little jaunt out to
Thetatronix' main offices outside of Issaquah. The typical low-security
perimeter around an office building set in the picturesque woods. (said
picturesque woods no doubt filled with snipers, tripwires, etc. Nothing I
couldn't handle, tho') The building itself is set into the side of a wooded
hill. The _Interesting_ things are on the other side of that hill.

I was wearing my Nightvisor, of course, and when I circled the offices I
saw a glow of IR light behind it, so I made my way over the hill, and
discovered a bloody well near full airport. Tunnels led back, under the
hill, to the office complex, guarded by a platoon of men dressed, head to
toe, in black. These men in black were everywhere.

Then a beam of IR light stabbed up into the sky, and soon a jet-black
helicopter, obviously following the beam, silently came in for a landing at
one of the helipads. More men in black disembarked from the chopper and
entered the hill tunnels. Between them they carried a limp huamn form,
unconscious. I slipped into astral perception to get a better look, and got
a terrible shock: to all appearances, the unconscious man was floating
along. The men in black didn't register at all.

Now I've been around for quite some time, and I can tell when I'm in over
my head, so I, how do you Americans say, didi-wa'd out of there and
returned home as fast as possible. Then I read my mail and discovered what
had happened earlier this evening (Oh, dear. Terribly sorry, Norm old
fellow. Talk about your difficult Initiations.)

B-Team, we have a lead! any and all interested parties should meet at 0330
hrs. at, say, that bar in Bellevue where Raven (TM) met her tall,dark,and
bloodthristy friend.]<<<<<
--Blindside (02:07:56/04-12-54)