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Chapter 2
It began with
thoughts on ways to act out his ideas in real life. How could he do the things he was thinking
without getting caught? How could he do these things without getting hurt or
killed? His first thought was he would have to do things here at his home. No
one ever came by except the mailman and the UPS guy when he got another tape or
DVD. But he could not take a chance. What if someone did come by? He could not have some women hanging from the
ceiling and screaming in the front room for the entire world to see and hear.
So how would it be done? He had a garage
but that posed all the same risk as the house. He had a basement but again the
risk was just too high. Then as he was watching TV--The History Channel-- he
saw it--a bomb shelter. Yes! That would be the ticket. He could hire people to
build him a bomb shelter in the basement and all anyone would ever think was he
was just another crazy guy with too much money and not enough brains. He could
draw the plans himself. That way when they were working he could control who
saw what and when.
He would have
several sets of plans made. One set to show the workman. One set to show the
city so he could get the building permits. And of course one set that would
show the real reason for all this work. He had months of vacation time coming
to him because he had never had a reason to use it so he could be home and
supervise all the work. He could keep using the crazy guy with money angle when
it came to the finer points of the construction. When asked why they had
installed a drainage system under the floor he could respond, "In case of
flooding". When asked why a shower and toilet was installed he could say,
"in case of an attack by the crazy middle easterners he may been down there
a long time". When asked why it was being made soundproof he could answer,
"In case they ransack my house and I make too much noise and they find
me". When someone asked why he had Internet wiring and sound and TV wiring
he could say, "So I can be able to see the news and know when it was safe
to come out". And he never had to answer why the door was hidden behind a
sliding wall--they would guess that one all by themselves. All these things
would have a simple reason for being there--after all you never know when
"the big one" might happen--it was perfect. When all was said and
done he was just another nut with a lot of money and an over active
imagination.
The work had
taken 3 weeks to complete and when it was all over he could not have been more
pleased. But now he needed to test it. His first test was simple--sound. He
brought down his stereo- a rather large and expensive one and turned it on full
blast with Beethoven's 9th -4th movement playing -walked out and closed the
hidden door. Not even a whisper. One down. Next was the toilet and shower. He
used the toilet several times and ran the shower all seemed to work just fine.
Now he checked the TV and sound. He brought down a 25" TV hooked it up and
all was good. He checked the sound system. He had placed 4 speakers in the four
corners of the room and ran the cords out thru the wall into the regular
basement. Again Mr. Beethoven helped out and when he was in the room it was
fantastic--out of the room not a note could be heard. Then it was time to test
the Internet connection. He brought down the notebook computer hooked it up and
in less then a minute he was online.
He had of course
had a completely independent power source installed, which ran on its own
batteries. That little piece of the plan was the most expensive part of this
whole thing. It was quiet as a mouse and had a 72-hour running time, which
could be extended with good conservation use. He even had the drainage system
drain some 500 yards away from the house and hidden in case someone searched
for it. Nothing was left to chance. From the outside you would never know it
was there.
Now it was time
to add his own touches. He made plastic covers for all the things inside. The
TV, speakers, computer, icebox and where covered with two inch sheets of clear bulletproof
plastic and made with self-locking systems which could be opened or closed by
his computer outside the room. On the walls and ceiling he put in eyebolts
every few feet and they were sunk six inches inside the cement. You would need
a small army to get them out. On the ceiling again incased in unbreakable
plastic he mounted a garage door opener and rigged the cable through some of
the bolts along the ceiling and down one wall with a collar at the end. When
released the cable would allow movement to anywhere in the room. When activated
it would bring "whoever" back flush against the wall. He even tested
it on himself. No matter what he did when he pushed the button he was dragged
back to that spot on the wall. If he tried to hold on to something the pull of
the opener was too great and he almost passed out from the collar digging into
his neck.
He made it so the
notebook computer could only receive incoming signals and never send outgoing
ones. There was no way a person without more knowledge them him on computers
could make that machine send anything to the outside world.
His last task was
to install the one-way mirror and the computer system, which would control
everything. From the desk outside he would have complete and total control of
everything in that room. Lights, sound, temp. It was fantastic.
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