“This machine he housed in a building, and he is there with it today. Whenever a human being walks into the building, the machine begins to function. My friend will die someday, but his machine will never run down. It’ll liberate the subconscious mind of all who approach it, making them prey to its drivings. It will wipe away all the mental blocks in conscious thinking.”

(Gulbrandsen machine from 'No Dark Gallows For Me' by John Jakse)

Out of the darkness loomed the figure of a man, seated cross legged on a shelf of stone. He wore a tattered robe, and he looked, how many years old in the knowledge of mankind?

“Welcome to the House of Gulbrandsen. I trust that your true wants shall be satisfied.” That was all he said. Jan whimpered softly behind me.

And then, I realized that something was emanating from that machine on the wall. Something that swept into my mind, over and through it. Something so terrible that even now I cannot describe it, can only see its devilish results.