Chapter 105. Weapon

A memory from before tingles in my brain, and I don’t know why that’s important, but I feel it should be. My moment of fear dissipates when suspicion starts hiking up inside me.

“Yes, years of research have shown that certain frequencies alone are some of the biggest weapons against your kind’s gifts. Truly fascinating. We stumbled upon it when looking at the ability of some to emit ultrasonic sounds as a weapon.”

That’s it—the weapon. The one the vampires used to attack the home was frequency-based, too. I blink at him, not sure if I am piecing it together right or if I’m way off. The doc is off on a nervous tangent, babbling away like a runaway cart as a reaction to stress, I guess, and I have to butt in on the meticulous details of frequency being used to detain and disable my species.

“Did Juan ever use this facility to make any sort of small portable isolation tank that throws out the frequency instead of putting it in the walls?” I don’t know how that would w