The gift that keeps on giving! (Voice becoming even softer and slower. The room temperature drops and a minty smell pervades it. Kind of an aftershave? Maybe associated with father? Or maybe Dr. Gravem is just trying to keep her awake. Will confirm later.)

JS: I'm going to show you some pictures now. I want you to make up a story based on what you see. Something that’s all yours. The longer the story the more calibration I can do on it.

(First picture shown is No. 4 in the Hnung series.)

MS: I see an ocean. Some of the waves look like horses.

JS: What's the story?

MS: The horses were on a sailing boat. The boat was becalmed for several days and the horses were thrown overboard so the people could be saved instead. The boat and the people aren't in your picture so I don't know if it worked.

But maybe that’s not what you wanted. I didn’t make that story up. Have you ever heard of the “horse latitudes?” It’s not a metaphor. Well, it’s a metaphor now, but the source is literal.

JS: How about this picture? What does it suggest?

(Second picture shown is No. 1 in the Hnung series.)

MS: There are worse things than being becalmed. Don’t you think?

Now here I see a tree on a hill. A hundred years ago two lovers climbed the hill to have a picnic. They quarreled and went down the hill on separate sides without eating and never saw each other again. They left their lunch behind. It spoiled and rotted, but one seed from one apple took root. Every spring the tree is a cloud of blossoms. Pink and white.

JS: Can you keep going? I’ve got a partial calibration.

MS: An entire species of native bee was saved from extinction by these blossoms. The bees are farmed now and famous for their honey, which is sharp as well as sweet.

JS: What did they quarrel about?

MS: I wasn't there.

JS: Good enough. Got you! And this?

(Third picture shown is No. 15 in the Bachian series.)

MS: You do this one.