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Chapter 11: Purity

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“Mister Phelps – Theo,” said Doctor Chand, “Tell us how you came by the Amethyst Suit.”

They sat in the small interview room at the Military Technical Establishment. Officers Laidlaw and Carrington sat to one side of the scientist and Officer Wright sat on the other. They all stared at the overweight man sweating freely opposite them at the table.

“Am I going to prison?” Theo’s voice warbled with nervousness as he glanced fleetingly between the two military officers.

“That depends. If you are completely honest about what you did with the Topaz Suit and how you came to have an Amethyst Suit in your possession you’ll walk out of here a free man,” said Doctor Chand.

“If you’re dishonest or withhold information, well, I’ll be very annoyed.” Officer Laidlaw scowled meaningfully at Theo. “One of the other staff members saw you leave the zoo with the Topaz Suit and alerted your supervisor. He found you and your boyfriend in the barn with the Topaz Suit and an Amethyst Suit.” He glared intensely at the cringing bald man. “Tell us exactly how you acquired the Amethyst Suit.”

“I don’t know exactly,” said Theo. “A week ago we found a second yellow ball in the barn. Me and Jonas thought it’d be sexy to both wear a suit. When Mister Simpson interrupted us one of the balls was purple,” he blurted.

Doctor Chand scoffed, “That’s a very abridged version of events, wouldn’t you agree Officer Laidlaw?” She looked at the scowling officer who had folded his arms to glare at the sweating man. She turned back toward Theo. “We know you fucked an animal. We know you and your boyfriend fucked while wearing the suits. So how about you start again and this time fill in the details.” She turned to Officer Wright. “We don’t need to let the police know about that bestiality thing, do we?”

The young officer shook his head as he spoke, “Not if Mister Phelps is more forthcoming about what he did with our irreplaceable military hardware. The police won’t be told anything at all.”

“Oh geeze,” the pale man paled even whiter. “Okay, but you might find it a bit gross. Maybe the lady should leave?”

“I don’t think so,” growled Doctor Chand, folding her arms mimicking the stern officer. “Maybe you let the lady worry about her delicate sensibilities and you explain in precise and explicit detail what you and Jonas got up to in the barn. If this lady thinks you’re glossing over the smallest detail I will leave and I will let the police know what we already know.”

“Oh geeze… Okay, okay.” He swiped a forearm over his brow to prevent the sweat running into his eyes.

“I’ve used the suit a few times working in the zoo enclosures,” Theo began. “Fucking hell that thing makes you horny like you wouldn’t believe. I thought it’d be fun to have sex with… uh… while I was wearing the suit instead of just having a wank.”

Doctor Chand interrupted, “Now, there, see? You’re already skipping an important detail. Let me stress again how vital it is for your welfare that you don’t gloss over details because you’re afraid of the consequences of telling us. Believe me when I tell you the consequences of you not telling us will be significantly worse for you. So… you thought it would be fun to have sex with… an animal, yes?”

The man swayed in his seat and for a moment looked as though he was going to vomit. But he rallied his nerves and took a deep breath before continuing. “Viv, the cow. Vivian. I had sex with her in the barn while I was wearing the Topaz suit.” He started blabbering, “I swear I won’t do it again. Please don’t have her shot or anything. It was just the once...”

“Mister Phelps! Pay attention!” Doctor Chand interrupted again. “We know it wasn’t the first time, we know you will do it again. Your cow is perfectly safe – it is absolutely no concern of the military if you’re boffing your livestock. Stick to the facts, tell the truth, and you can soon walk out of here.”

“Okay… okay…” Theo resumed, “Yeah, it wasn’t the first time. It was different while I was wearing the suit though. Ten times better. I knew Viv, the heifer, was really into it too.”

“Did you smell anything unusual?” asked Officer Wright.

“Oh, yeah now you mention it,” said Theo. “Peaches and garden mint or something like it. Really strong. I felt like I’d swilled a couple of tinnies too quick – not quite drunk but not quite sober. Anyway, when I… uh… finished the suit fell off like it does when you have a wank. I took it back to the zoo next day, no harm done, right?”

“Well, no harm except misusing government property and forging an official record, no,” growled Officer Laidlaw.

“Geeze. So I get a text from Jo saying he’s found another gem suit in the barn. Blow me down there’s a twin to the one I left at the zoo. Real weird – I have no clue how it got there.”

“The cow… Viv… do you know if she was in season?” asked Officer Wright checking his notes.

“Ah, yeah. That’s why I borrowed the suit – she’s super horny and wet in season. Sorry, miss.”

“That’s Doctor, thank you.” Doctor Chand glowered.

“Doctor. Sorry. Okay, so yeah she gets horny in season. But it seemed a really short season – like she was out a day or so later,” he recalled. “I probably should have taken the second suit to the zoo,” he admitted to the nodding scientist, “But then I thought Jo and me could go with the suits. How cool would it be if me and him both had a turn with Viv. I wanted Jo to see how good the sex was. I mean, wow, it was really good sex and Johan would have been blown away.”

“But…” prompted Doctor Chand.

“Yeah, but it didn’t go like that,” continued Theo. “We put on the suits – Jo was a bit freaked by it as it was his first time.”

“Hold up,” interrupted Officer Wright, “This was a few days after the first time, right?”

“Oh, yeah. I, ah, borrowed the Topaz Suit from the zoo again five days after the first time. I know about the stand-down time. Anyway we stripped off in the barn and we both put the suits on. I’m one hundred percent certain they were both yellow – they were identical and I talked Johan through the donning procedure. Now, here’s another weird thing… We were going to take turns with Viv. I thought watching and then going after Jo would be super hot.”

Officer Wright sniggered knowingly. “Sorry, carry on. I was just thinking about… uh, never mind. Carry on.” He blushed slightly.

“Weird thing was suddenly neither of us was interested in the heifer,” continued Theo. “Now, I love my Jo – we’ve been together for six or seven years. But, you know, we kind of don’t have sex much anymore. Not with each other anyway. But all of a sudden he’s the sexiest guy on the planet. Like, wow, we just had to have sex together in the barn. And Jo was totally into it as well. Man, that was some good sex. Damned shame Mister Simpson interrupted just after we’d, you know, uh… cum, I guess. Anyway he turned on all the lights and there was one yellow and one purple crystal ball on the ground.”

“Thank you for being candid, Mister Phelps,” said Doctor Chand. “Can I clarify one point, please? Would you say both you and Johan have a sexual attraction to cows?”

“Uh, yeah. Actually that’s how we met – we were both on a zoophile app talking about cows,” confirmed Theo. “Johan lived on a farm with his folks at the time and he invited me to try some stuff. Holy shit have you ever had a calf suckling on your cock? Uh, no, I guess you probably haven’t. But it’s absolutely fucking intense – the best blowjob you’ll ever have. A hungry calf’ll suck your brains clear out your cock. Anyway he also let me try the girls – the cows I mean. Coupla years later we moved in together on a five acre block and got Viv and a few other moos.”

“Excellent. That’s everything we need from you, Theo.” Doctor Chand turned toward the surly officer and said, “Officer Laidlaw can you escort Mister Phelps out of the building.”

“So… I’m free to go?” Theo asked incredulously.

“Of course. I doubt you’ll get your job at the zoo back again but there are no additional repercussions from us,” confirmed Doctor Chand. “You are quite free to go.”

Theo stood unsteadily to his feet, relief washing his face. Officer Laidlaw guided him by the elbow out the door.

“Holy Shit, Doctor Chand,” exclaimed Officer Wright. “What was with the ‘bad cop, worse cop, baddest ever cop’ thing? I thought the poor guy was going to wet himself in fear!”

“Heh.” Her expression softened from the stern glare. “Well he’d just committed a number of crimes and I was fairly sure he was going to try to avoid some of the important facts to cover his rather ample butt.” She grinned. “It was very effective though, wouldn’t you say?”

“Sure. I nearly cracked up though. That Officer Laidlaw is a natural - it’s like being interviewed by an angry tiger.” He chuckled, “Shame Leon couldn’t have sat in but I doubt he would have kept a straight face.”

“Mister Phelps did us a great favour, although he’ll never know it,” said Doctor Chand. “He discovered the alignment of the Topaz suit was toward bovines and he and his boyfriend have given us a new suit to puzzle out.” She stood and motioned the others toward the door. “Let’s join Doctor Ash and Doctor Karl in the lab and see what how our new suit reacts to its siblings.”

In the main laboratory the other two scientists were arranging crystal suit gems around a pentagon chalked inside a two metre circle. “Ah, Doctor Chand. How did your interview with Mister Phelps go?” asked Doctor Ash.

“She’s a total bad-ass!” exclaimed Officer Wright. “The poor guy was almost crying when Doctor Chand folds her arms, glares at him and says, ‘That’s Doctor to you, punk!’” he growled in a Clint Eastwood drawl.

“I didn’t say it like that!” protested the scientist. “But it was effective. Theo confirmed much of what we’d already observed. He’s added weight to our theories about suit alignment and human affinities. We know the Topaz suit reacts to bovines and he provided us with the Amethyst Suit to examine. How goes the tuning?”

“Just trying combinations now,” said Doctor Karl. He checked his notes. “Okay, so we try this order next: Diamond in the centre as usual. Clockwise from the top we’re up to Sapphire, Amethyst, Ruby, Topaz, then Emerald.”

The scientist placed each crystal orb on a cup-like mount at the vertices of the pentagon. As he placed each globe in its setting and removed his hands the musical chord added a note and grew louder. Each time he approached the circle with another crystal the tones stopped and the glow faded. Then when he placed the orb and stepped away the glow burst more intensely from every crystal and the chord sounded louder. By the time he placed the second-to-last crystal – the topaz – on the fourth vertex the chord was as loud as an orchestra. Doctor Karl approached the fifth vertex with the emerald.

In the sudden silence as the light and sound stilled when Doctor Karl neared Doctor Chand exclaimed, “Wait! Shouldn’t you have some hearing projection on? We don’t know how loud it’s going to be.”

“Oh. Yeah, I guess.” He stood holding the emerald near the circle. “Uh, Doctor Ash can you grab a set of ear-muffs from the safety gear cabinet? Ta,” he said as the other scientist placed the hearing protection over his head. Doctor Karl crouched with the emerald and placed it carefully onto its setting, then removed his hands.

A great wall of sound erupted from the pentagon. At the same time intense coloured glare flooded the laboratory – each stone a loudly resonating bright flare. Doctor Karl squeezed his eyes closed against the green glare of the emerald and placed his hands on the stone.

“…it down! Shut it down!” shouted Doctor Ash with his hands pressed against his ears. “That was somewhat louder than I was expecting. I’ve got coloured spots in front of my vision too. Uh, Rob can you grab one of the other crystals as well – let’s take two of them out of the circle to save my poor ears.”

With decreasing loudness and dimming lights the polygon was disassembled and the crystals placed a wide distance from each other.

In the conference room the three scientists and Officer Wright were joined by the return of Officer Laidlaw and Officer Carrington.

“I think any further testing of the crystals should be done in a sound-proofed laboratory, with full safety equipment worn by all staff,” suggested Doctor Ash. “That was a bit intense for an open laboratory. So, what did we observe?”

“Sixth note of the chord was G in the octave above Middle C – exactly as expected,” reported Doctor Karl, checking his tablet. “Oddly the crystals themselves aren’t resonating. They appear to be compressing the air through some field effect. I’ll need to do a bit more testing – it could be a local space warping, or micro-gravitational effect. We know the crystals can generate localized gravity for the wearer…” he tapered off, planning an array of tests.

“Why doesn’t the order of the crystals around the circle match the order they were created?” asked Officer Wright.

“I have a thought about that,” replied Doctor Ash. “The first crystal, diamond, has no colour. The next three are the primaries of light: ruby red, sapphire blue, and emerald green. Next we got a yellow topaz – an additive light colour of red and green combined. On the circle it sits between the primaries of the ruby and emerald. Now we have the purple amethyst – additive of red and blue sitting between the ruby and sapphire. If I were a betting man I’d expect our next crystal to be an aquamarine on a hexagonal vertex between the emerald and sapphire,” he explained.

“Do you think that would be the last one?” asked the young officer.

“I don’t know,” admitted Doctor Ash. “There could well be another six – the tertiary colours between each pair of primary and secondary colours. Or there could be a thousand more defining a high-resolution colour-wheel. Mind you…” he considered, “there’s likely soon to be an upper limit to the sound and lighting levels… or we’re in serious trouble. Quite a significant amount of power was released in our six crystal test.” He turned to Doctor Karl. “Which reminds me… your friends in Geneva have made another breakthrough. They’re working toward a full power test of the facility within a few months.”

“I look forward to more breathless news articles on how we’re only a few years away from unlimited, cheap electricity,” said Doctor Karl sceptically. “My focus right now is testing gem suit configurations.”

“Well we’ve been very fortunate getting the new amethyst suit so soon,” said Doctor Chand.

Officer Laidlaw looked concerned. “Does anyone else here find that suspicious?” he asked.

“How do you mean?” asked Doctor Chand.

“Well, for thirty years we have one suit – the Diamond Suit. About four years ago Doctor Karl duplicates the suit so we have a second Diamond Suit. Then he and Officer Wright make one Sapphire. Eight months ago Mister Tucker makes the second Sapphire Suit – our third gem suit. Two-and-a-half months ago James Blake has sex with a tiger and makes a fourth suit, our duplicate ruby. One month ago some navy diver shags a dolphin – a dolphin, of all things – and we get our fifth suit. A week ago some bogan shags a cow giving us our sixth crystal then he and his boyfriend convert that to our latest acquisition.” He looked around the room. “Why do we suddenly have a wealth of gem suits in such a short time?” the officer asked. “Could there be an outside influence involved?”

“I’m not sure what your point is, Officer Laidlaw,” said Doctor Chand. “Since Doctor Karl’s first success we’ve been actively engineering the circumstances to produce additional suits. Mister Blake’s encounter with the tiger was as a direct result of my efforts to expose the Ruby Suit to an environment where it would encounter an aligned human and amenable species.”

The officer looked unconvinced. “Sure, you engineered the circumstance that led to one additional suit. Four other events were just dumb luck – no offence meant, Doctor. That amount of good fortune makes me highly suspicious that there are actors involved we’re not aware of. We don’t yet have a direct observation of the process the of suit duplication. We don’t know if the animals are birthing the orbs, or if a little green man sneaks in and drops a crystal next to the sleeping beast. So far, by some amazing coincidence all the duplications have happened away from observers and cameras.”

Doctor Chand dismissed his concerns. “Mister Tucker was out with his horse in the middle of nowhere. He was selected for the mission because of his familiarity with those mountains. Doctor Karl was on mission because it was his power supply at the bottom of the ocean. There’s absolutely no evidence of outside influences affecting the encounters leading to suit duplication. Your concerns are noted – we’ll take additional steps to examine events around creation of the crystals and the environment in which they happened.”

“So do we let the Melbourne Zoo have another crack at our new Amethyst Suit?” asked Doctor Ash.

Doctor Chand considered. “Given that neither the dolphin nor the cow are species we’d find at the Melbourne Zoo I think we need to reconsider. I’m going to phone around – see if any of the bigger zoological parks in the United States of America would be interested in hosting one of our suits for a while. The more species a suit is exposed to the higher the likelihood we’ll get a match. I’ll suggest to park management that there are benefits to assigning suits to employees who have a deep passion for their animal charges. I can make up some technical-sounding justification for suggesting the suits work best around female animals in oestrous.”

Doctor Karl spoke up, “I’m concerned about the ethics of letting people wear the suit where they might suddenly discover they’re compelled to have sex with an animal. Can’t we warn them of the risk in advance?”

“No, I don’t believe that’s necessary or desirable,” disagreed Doctor Chand. “No-one is forced to do anything they don’t want. You yourself said you could have walked away, that all the suit did was amplify your natural inclinations. If we warn the zoo staff in advance we’re potentially going to bias our sample against the people we want wearing the suits. People nervous about being outed as animal-oriented are going to avoid wearing the suit for fear of discovery. Those are exactly the people we need. The military overlords want more artefacts and for us to do whatever is required. So we give an exotic animal lover the experience of a lifetime they could never otherwise have and we get a shiny new gem suit. I call that a win for everyone.”

“The tiger guy was quite distraught,” countered Doctor Karl.

“And we stepped in, made sure he wasn’t prosecuted and got him his job back. Hell, we even got him a boyfriend! All in all I’d say the experience was a net positive for Mister Blake. Not everyone gets to brag they’ve fucked a tiger,” Doctor Chand dismissed her colleagues concerns. She turned to the scowling officer at sitting at the end of the table. “And don’t panic, Officer Laidlaw. Even with our engineering of the circumstances it could be years before we see another crystal suit.”