Getting ready

"Let us see, the meson cannon is primed, the Tesla generator is at full
power and that nice little piece of alien technology is functioning,"
Cerebrum cackled to himself, rubbing his hands together gleefully. He had
set up some chairs in a semi-circle facing his desk/control panel. He hoped
the fact that they looked like electric chairs wouldn't put off his new
patients. It was an essential part of the treatment, he was sure they would
understand.
"Soon, it will be magic time," he said to himself. Group therapy was a
wonderful way to get a dysfunctional group to work together. And the new
device he was working on would let him write at least twelve papers after he
tried it out on them.