Date: Wed, 19 Jul 1995 22:02:13 EST From: Freda Whaley 904-944-0550 Subject: One Leap over the Moonies p.07 Message-Id: Part Seven The next day Sam wasn't feeling so hot. He hadn't had more then two hours sleep the night before and they kept them moving at all times. During the lectures they had started to make them move even while being lectured. It was a guaranteed way to keep them from falling asleep. At lunch, which consisted of Twinkies and chocolate milk Sam had fallen asleep in mid bite. He had been yanked to his feet and along with other sleepy Moonies he was marched around the table. They were now into chanting big time. Over and over they would sing song, "Father Moonie be with us. Make us strong." Sam tried to fight it but the lack of sleep, food, and being kept on the run all the time was taking it's toll. Al tried to give him encouragement to hang in there but all Sam could think of was how much he just wanted to sleep. That night they were allowed a glorious four hours of sleep. After what they had been getting this was wonderful. He found himself back in the little office. A man he hadn't seen before was sitting behind the desk. "Jonny, you have been chosen to be one of Father Moon's special children. This is a great honor. You will be married in the mass ceremony this week." All Sam could do was gape at the man. He knew this was coming but now that he was faced with it he couldn't seem to get his mind to work. He jumped as Al's voice came from behind him. "Tell him you are very honored and pleased to be one of the chosen." "I'm very honored and pleased to be one of the chosen." Sam parroted. "Good, then the arraignments will be made. You will leave here at once to be prepared." Sam found himself being escorted back to the barrack bedroom area. He had nothing to pack so he just sat on the bunk he had been sleeping on and waited for what ever was going to happen next. Al gave his friend a worried look. Sam was being very passive for Sam. His brow furrowed as he took a closer look at him. He shivered with fright as he realized that his buddy had that wide eye look of the other members of the cult. Sam turned slowly and looked at Al. "What Al?" "Sam are you okay? You don't look so good." "I'm okay, I just need some sleep and something to eat. I've never been so tired in my life." "Look Sam, Ziggy has some information for you that may make you feel better." Startled Al realized that Sam wasn't listening to him. "Sam!" Sam jumped. Looking at Al he said, "Don't do that Al. You know, I really feel out of it. I think I may be coming down with something." "Well, Sam, you're alone now. Why don't you lie down and get some sleep while you have a chance?" "But there is work to do for the Father." Al looked at him in shock. "Sam, did you just hear what you said? Come on Sam. You've got to fight this." "How Al? I...I don't know what's happening to me." "Try running numbers in your head. Even something simple. Start with addition facts. Anything. Just get your mind off the Moonie Teachings." Sam had only gotten to double digit addition when he fell asleep. He was woken up about 20 minutes later by one of his fellow roommates. "Come on Jonny. Time to meet your wife." That woke Sam up in a hurry. He still felt like warmed over death but his mind was working a little better. That woke Sam up in a hurry. He still felt like warmed over death but his mind was working a little better. "My...my wife?" "Well, your wife to be. But you lucked out. She's here in camp and they want the two of you to meet before the ceremony tomorrow." "Oh boy."