Lochmere: Quarantine

This is the account of my father, Hendry Lochmere. He was a man whose words were scarce and occupational details were even fewer. I never knew my father, as he committed suicide in 1996 (at the time, I was no more than an infantile slug with a mind still in development). He owned a pharmaceutical company, which was passed to me. That's right. If you think a 16 year old holding a family business, while attending college for a psychology degree is unusual, keep reading; You may find this worth while. Anyway, I knew little to nothing of my father and held absolutely no emotional attachment for that nonexistent sire. He was the worst kind of coward and I do not care for currs. So, throughout my life, I simply never knew and did not bother to ask. It simply did not concern me. My apathy changed last night. I was looking through the attic of my family home in search of documentation of the company's previous years. You see, the name 'Lochmere Pharmaceutical' carries some seriously bad rep. I cannot snag investors for the life of me. There had to be a reason and I was resolute to find out why. Guess what?
I found it.
Well, sorta'. Allow me to start out by saying that I had at least some previous knowledge of my father. He was in deep trouble with the government and was on monitored parole at the time of his suicide. When I say trouble, I mean Supreme Count, CIA, WPP junk. This was no small matter and now that I know the truth, I do not blame him at all for taking his own life. Back to the attic... There was a wooden crate out there bound by at least four strands of lock and chain. A spot of industrial acid and a blow torch took did the trick (booyah!). Contained within were a tall stack of manilla envelopes and vials of unknown chemicals. Most of the envelopes contained economic documents or court case files. Intriguing stuff. But, what truly piqued my an interest was something that I wasn't even looking for. One envelope contained a set of floppy disks. They were labelled 'Lochmere Log' one through six.
Dr. Hendry Lochmere Ph.D.
Private Log Entry 4/12/'92 Knowledge is a dangerous element. It grants the holder power over the ignorant masses. This makes it only natural for the government to keep its people in the dark. Ignorance is like insanity, as an insane man fails to realize his lack of mental constitution. A man who lacks knowledge does not notice the missing piece to the puzzle our country has so meticulously constructed in effort to keep the general public out of the know. It's nearly criminal. What all do we 'not' know? Do we not reserve the right to enlightenment? According to the government, no. In short, we are but rats for their political experimentation.
I beg to differ and do believe that it is time for some experimentation of my own. Throughout my life I have been rather obsessed with the human mind. We are stupid creatures with extraordinary hidden potential. According to myths, we only use roughly 10% of our brain. But, where is the other 90%? I believe that there is a switch or trigger buried deep within the human consciousness. Furthermore, I believe that something can be done to trigger the shy 90%. Where did mankind go wrong to stifle this potential? Or rather, who is censoring this information? It brings me great joy to in form you that there is, indeed, a way. Not only is it possible, but...
I have found the trigger. Dr. Hendry Lochmere Ph.D.
Private Log Entry 4/14/'92
Humanity shall be awakened from its narcotic stupor. We have reached of the second dark age. In my hands, I hold a glass vile containing the key to humanity's revival. The Lochmere Stimulant. Deep within the mind is contained a lock that keeps the other 90% at bay. This will stimulate the hidden 90% and realize the full potential of the human mind.
We shall become gods.
Dr. Hendry Lochmere Ph.D.
Private Log Entry 4/15/'92
The Lochmere Stimulant is past beta testing and is prepared for human use. I have volunteered myself as the first subject. Testing will take place a week from tomorrow.
Dr. Hendry Lochmere Ph.D.
Private Log Entry 4/23/'92
Testing begins today. I will spend a week in quarantine after being subjected to the Stimulant. This is the apex of my life's work.
Dr. Hendry Lochmere Ph.D.
Private Log Entry 5/4/'92
Finally, I have reached a working PC. Don't know how many days I have been quarantined in this hell. I'm relatively safe, but there is no guarantee for how long. The door to this broom closet of an office is well barricaded enough to keep them out. Just enough time to make a record of the Armageddon I have fallen into. If anyone reads this, well... It will already be too late.
I will write an account of the days proceeding exposure to the stimulant beginning with the moment of stimulation.
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