From: martinottmann@yahoo.com (Martin Ottmann)
Newsgroups: alt.religion.scientology
Subject: How to mindfuck a corpse - the Scientology way
Date: 15 Nov 2002 11:07:12 -0800
Message-ID: <71d327bb.0211151107.168b8470@posting.google.com>

This is another one of those OT success stories - from Advance! (UK),
Issue 135 (1998):

I was walking through Reception at work one afternoon when I saw a
police car pull up and two officers emerge. I knew instantly something
had happened to my best friend's husband and, as I work with my best
friend, I intercepted the police officers. Sure enough they wanted to
see my friend and, when I asked them if something had happened to her
husband, they looked at me startled and then proceeded to tell me he
had collapsed at work about an hour earlier and had died almost
immediately.

They had come to personally tell her and had to attest they had done
so. There was no way I was going to let the police be the first to
give her the news, so I convinced them I should tell her and then they
would talk to her and confirm I had [sic].

I went in to my friend's office and she immediately perceived
something was wrong. When I broke the news she cried briefly but then
came way up tone to anger, upset at the waste of a life. She then
received the officers, told them she understood what had happened and
thanked them for coming. They told her she would need to go to the
City Morgue to identify her husband's body the next morning. As soon
as they had left she turned to me and asked if I would do the morgue
cycle for her the next morning, explaining that she didn't really want
to do it.

I agreed, and she then went on to tell me that she was aware of the
fact that her husband was very distressed and disoriented, and stuck
to the body. She wanted me to go there and handle him.

Next morning I went to the morgue as agreed and not surprisingly found
it to be a very enturbulated space. My friend's husband was just as
she said he would be, totally dispersed and distressed. I got in comm
with him and gave him a locational silently. After about five minutes
he went into excellent comm, telling me exactly what has happened to
his body. He had had a heart attack the month before and some tissue
from the damage of that had moved through his body to the main blood
passage to his brain, blocking it. Death had been almost instant. We
went over what he should do now and figured out where exactly he would
go to get a new body. I told him about the memorial service we had
already arranged for him the coming Sunday at his house, and he
promised he'd be there.

By the time Sunday arrived his wife and children had all been in
session and were all doing well. One of his good friends conducted the
memorial service, and we were all aware that my friend's husband was
there and in excellent comm. It was a very uptone service, and at a
point about 20 minutes after it had ended he began saying his last
goodbyes. His wife looked at me from across the room and nodded. The
being left at that point, in good shape, ready for the next lifetime.
We all knew where he'd gone and all concerned had zero bypassed charge
on the whole cycle. It was extremely OT. - J. S.