Patrick
I don’t know if we can pull it off, but RD8 have the means to get rid of everything. The radio, the phone and … everything else.
Ludya
The incinerator? I’ve already suggested taking everything and burning it all somewhere. But Jonathan won’t do it and he’s in charge.
Patrick
Then we’ll take it out of his hands, literally. RD8 offered us the chance to burn the installation after the event. You and me, we take the unit, the resin block and the phone to RD8 and incinerate the lot.
Ludya
How do we get it all past them? By ‘them’ I mean J, S, Gela, Jem, RD8 and all the guests?
Patrick
We hide it all inside the head.
Ludya
Who will keep the phone quiet?
Patrick
We’re experimenting with taping the phone to the front of the resin block, so it can see the face all the time. The phone’s plugged into a powerbank, but it seems to know when it’s not been moved, and the times it needs a shake are inconsistent.
Ludya
Is there room for all that inside the head?
Patrick
Just about. It’s hollow. It has an open section at the bottom, where it was fixed to a stand before the redesign.
Ludya
The head would have to be sealed securely, and it’s not that kind of structure. Have you run it past S & J?
Patrick
S & J have lost their minds and if we keep following their orders, we’ll be lost with them. We have to think for ourselves, Luds. Not just think – act. For us.
Ludya
I know, but we’re a team. All in this together.
Royal Hastings, University of London Multimedia Art MA *Final Project*
Candidate name: Jonathan Danners
Candidate number: 0883482
The final event continued:
As project manager it’s my job to keep the big picture in sight, while everyone else concentrates on their individual tasks. The big picture changed. When we first approached Gela she was looking for professionals to fill places on a new course. The promise of Alyson Lang’s name was the first carrot. Then there was the first payment of twenty grand, and the prospect of another at the end of it, if and when we managed to expose RD8. Someone who fears for their livelihood is an easy target.
My mother was a research scientist at RD8’s Gloucestershire laboratories in the early 80s. She worked on active deterrent technology known as the ‘Dead Hand’ – a Cold War dinosaur that refused to become extinct.