Ruby Mansion stood like an erect penis in the middle of Stolemock Street. Screams were often heard during the night coming from the basement of the overbearing edifice. The place was the home and laboratory of Doctor Carmine Stolemock. His wife Ravenna and his son, Jules, also lived in the manse.
Dr. Stolemock was an impressive figure who wore his long, white hair pinned to the top of his head in a bun peppered with glittering jewels, a symbol of his dominance and authority. He was a scientist of the highest order who had harnessed the power of a small black hole that he imprisoned in his basement laboratory. He combined the ancient discipline of Alchemy with quantum physics to establish a new science leading to incomprehensible discoveries and inventions. His main job was to design psychological and genetic weapons for the Red City. He was one of the nine unknown Archons who were members of the Hidden Council rumored to control everything in the city. Dr. Stolemock was extremely mad. He prided himself on his eccentric reputation. His wife and son were often victims of his eccentricities.
The doctor demanded total subservience from everyone. He was working on a machine that could transfer consciousness from one animal to another and he wanted to try it out on his son. With the transference devise the government could turn an enemy into a slave – the doctor could turn a human into a chicken.
“Please, don’t,” Ravenna screamed as Carmine approached her with a cattle prod. It was time for her treatment. “You know this is good for you,” the doctor cajoled. Ravenna was paralyzed – her heart was pounding in her chest like a time bomb – she knew what to expect and she tried to gird herself in order to stay sane. The doctor stared at his wife with mounting lust. She was naked and quivering. He would slice small strips from her brain to use in his transference devise. After every treatment his wife became more docile and obedient, losing more of her memory and volition. Her brain tissue was necessary to complete the transference machine – Carmine shook with glee realizing the device was almost complete and, at the same time, his wife was more subservient due to the treatments. The doctor particularly enjoyed staring at her shaved head and vacant eyes as he operated – and, then he proceeded to forcefully enter her. He knew it wasn’t rape because he owned her. He rarely used the cattle prod any more, but using it made him tingle — a little electricity always added to the excitement. Of course, he was mad; but the Red City encouraged his behavior because it led to exquisite and necessary results (words emphasized by the Hidden Council). Carmine was an Archon on the council – he helped design the rules – then, again, no one knew for certain what power, potentate, or group manipulated and controlled the Hidden Council.
Jules was sixteen and hated living within the blood-red walls of Ruby Mansion. His imagination was the only escape from the gloomy rooms and caverns of his prison home. He was home-schooled. His father delighted in giving him tests used in upper level university classes. When he did poorly, the doctor berated his son and called him an idiot. Ravenna was kind — she loved the boy and gave him instruction in the arts. When Jules turned fourteen, his mother was no longer able to function due to her treatments. His schooling became more intense, a battle between father and son. Carmine Stolemock saw an image of himself as a young man when he looked at his son. He was a beautiful boy, slender and muscular (due to rigorous training forced on him by his father). He had intense, dark eyes and black, curly hair. The doctor loved looking at the boy – at the same time, he hated the boy for being an aesthete and too much like his whimpering mother. Carmine wanted to beat the woman out of the boy. He gave his son lessons to strengthen his constitution, sometimes forcing the boy to go without clothes to harden him, forcing him to endure the cold, damp climate in the house. He would mock his son for being embarrassed over being nude and vulnerable. He made the boy dissect animals to overcome his squeamishness – and even forced the boy to endure the autopsy of a homeless man who was used in a medical experiment that failed. The boy was miserable and hated his father. Whenever the boy failed at some task or burst out crying at the sight of a dissected limb, Carmine became excited. He enjoyed seeing his son suffer – telling himself it was for the boy’s benefit – he was teaching his son that the world was cruel and weakness could only lead to death. The doctor told himself many excuses, but he knew there was another reason for his treatment of the boy – down deep he wanted to use the boy for sex, to totally dominate and turn him into a slave. He enjoyed looking at his son’s naked body and fantasized about seducing him — he hesitated only because he wanted the boy to be totally docile … so he decided to use him for an experiment. The transference device was almost complete and Jules would be the first person to have his consciousness, his mind, transferred to the body of a chicken. It seemed like a ridiculous idea, but it made perfect sense to a mad scientist. Chickens, he deduced, made perfect receptacles for human consciousness because they were naturally docile – they simply existed to become food. A human with the mind of a chicken had just enough sense to do what it was told – the perfect solution. (to be continued)