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Red-haired Delaney Etsia was on fire. She had done it. She had worked for a long time to build it and it finally worked, or at least she said that it did.
“What is it?” asked her friend Tara Pania with a slightly quivering upper lip on her innocent, round face. They were in the Inventor’s Isle of the Student Center, and Delaney had just set her bundle of an invention down on a demonstration table.
“I’m calling it the Psyche Perceiver,” said Delaney, her pinkish face glowing in proud anticipation. “I want to test it now.” Tara looked nervously down at the gray probe with an opaque portal connected to an assortment of silvery, cylindrical quantum modules on a greenish board and an old-fashioned meter by a short, black cable. Delaney’s next question made her even more apprehensive, "Who can I test it on?"
"How does it work?" Tara asked in a desperate attempt to deflect her from the inevitable.
“Neurons firing in your brain produce specific frequencies depending upon what you’re thinking,” Delaney recited loftily. “That’s how you think. At the same time, your neurons produce fluctuations in the omni-electric field, and this probe picks up those fluctuations with noise-eliminating filters that I designed. See this meter here? It measures the frequencies of your neurons.”
Tara didn’t like at all the way Delaney kept referring to them as her neurons. “S- so you c- can read minds?”
Delaney smiled enigmatically, “Not exactly read minds, but I can tell certain things about what you’re feeling. It’s all in how I read this meter.”
“You’ve divided it into different colors?”
“Yes,” Delaney continued. “When the meter’s in the red region, its reading frequencies that indicate you’re angry. See this blue? That means you’re happy and peaceful, and the green means you’re driven, purposeful, or even maybe jealous if you’re at the far end of the color region. Each color’s divided into different segments depending on the intensity. The further you are in the region the more intense the feelings.”
“What’s the yellow? It’s at the far end of the scale.”
Delaney laughed, “Oh, that mean’s you’re in love. It’s the neuron’s highest frequency because it’s the strongest emotion and takes the most energy.”
Tara saw a group entering the Inventor’s Isle and saw her chance, “Let’s test it on one of them?”
Delaney’s hard eyes narrowed as she turned and gazed on them. It was Stacy Delecto, Anika Perperam and Earlen Uetke with three of the Pipes: Bill Manias, Dustin Rajongo, and Jeff Gruppe. They were talking and laughing and walking in tight pairs.
Tara’s confidence increased, “Try it on Bill first.”
Delaney aimed the probe in the direction of the group and adjusted the portal so that it focused on Bill’s head. “Something must be wrong,” Delaney said squinting at the meter and looking confused.
“Try it on Jeff,” Tara suggested.
Delaney aimed the probe at Jeff with the same result. “That couldn’t be right, could it? It’s the same.”
“How about Dustin?” Tara asked.
“Delaney aimed the probe at Dustin and adjusted the portal, and they both looked at the meter apprehensively, but it was the same as the others. The needle was pinned far into the blue region.
Narration by Howard Douglas; based on discussions with Tara Painia.
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