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Bridget Bailey is an evolved human, with the power of Geschichtssinn, introduced by BBC Two in its mirror of Heroes Evolutions information. Her exchanges with Mohinder Suresh were later included on NBC.com as part of Heroes Evolutions.
Bridget Bailey is a lawyer who had some contact with Chandra Suresh. After Chandra's death, Bridget began corresponding with Mohinder Suresh. On the BBC Two website, the office in Mohinders Wohnung is also updated with possible clues. Following is the text of Bridget's emails and the changes made to Mohinders Büro.
I need some advice
On July 11, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Dear Professor Suresh,
I hope I'm not being rude or presumptuous in contacting you like this but I feel compelled to do so.
Recently a friend of mine confided in me about strange experiences that have happened to her. Of course I did everything I could to help within (my limited) means. I started by searching the internet and various online bookstores and your name came up time and again, so I decided to get hold of a copy of your book Activating Evolution.
I'm not a scientist or a doctor (actually, I'm a lawyer) so I feel a bit uncomfortable giving my friend advice based on something that's outside my field but I feel I need to do something because she's beginning to wonder if she's losing her mind. I wondered if you could tell me a bit more about your book, for example is it just theoretical or do you believe these "evolved humans" really exist? I'd also like to know if there's anything more I can do to help my friend. I hope I'm not asking too much.
Re: My credentials for your "friend"
On July 18, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Thank you so much for your reply. I hadn't realised that you were so eminent in your field but the credentials you sent me are very impressive and very reassuring, as is your strong belief in the existence of the so-called "special abilities" that your book describes.
You are also very perceptive; "my friend" is in fact me, perhaps I should be surprised that someone as intelligent as you would see right through my ruse. I am suffering from the strange experiences I mentioned in my last e-mail. The experiences most closely match what you describe in your chapter on Geschichtssinn. Sometimes when I touch an object I get a mental image of the object's history, for example I might touch a wooden chair and I see an image of the carpenter working on it in his workshop. Given my chosen career I'm sure you can imagine that I come into contact with a lot of objects with long and troubled histories which could cause problems if the frequency of my visions increases.
I wondered if you had any advice for me; is there a cure? Is there anything I can do to reduce the frequency of my visions? Can you help me?
I don't want to pester you but...
On July 25, 2007, Bridget wrote:
I haven't heard from you for a long time, I hope you are okay. I appreciate that you are very busy and that perhaps my messages sound like the paranoid ramblings of a crazy Brit but you're the only person I can talk to about this.
My symptoms seem to be getting steadily worse and it's started to affect my ability to do my job. One of my colleagues has noticed that I sometimes "zone out" when I'm getting a vision. I would confide in him but since we have been rivals in the past he may just use it to his advantage. You gave me hope when you believed my story and reassured me that I wasn't imagining my ability but now things are worse than ever with my ability manifesting several times a day. I can't even wear some of my clothes because now I see the awful factories they were made in whenever I touch them. I fear that it is only a matter of time before I have a terrible vision while I'm in court as I regularly have to handle case evidence.
Please help me Chandra, please, I'm desperate. If I can't learn to control my visions then I may lose my mind.
Re: I'm afraid I have some sad news
On August 1, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Dear Dr. Suresh,
I'm very sorry to hear about your father, we only exchanged a couple of e-mails but he gave me the impression of being a sincere, intelligent and generous man. His words have helped me maintain a grip on my sanity. I don't know what I would've done if he hadn't helped me the way he did.
It's good to hear that you also share your father's passion for the research into humans with "special abilities". I will help if I can but I'm afraid I won't be able to go public with my ability given the nature of my work and I'd appreciate it if our correspondence remains in the strictest confidence.
I am very thankful of your offer to help me explore my own ability and I plan to take you up on it soon. In the meantime I think I shall refrain from burdening you with my problems and give you some time to heal your own wounds.
When this email was posted, Mohinders Taxischein appeared on a table in the office. The license's expiration date was 1/24/2012, and the taxicab number was 5025535.
Had another vision today
On August 8, 2007, Bridget wrote:
I had a vision in the courtroom today, just as I feared. It was a petty fraud case; clear cut (paper trail with signatures all over it). I made my prosecution case and won. But while I was cross-examining the defendant I held up a piece of evidence for her to look at (to confirm that it was her signature on a fraudulent claim) and I got a vision of her with her kids. In an instant I knew that she was just trying to pay for a college course to get out of a dead-end job and give her kids a decent shot at life.
The thing is I knew she was guilty according to the "word of the law" but I still questioned whether I was right to push for a guilty verdict. I know it's my job to make the strongest case I can then it's the jury that decides she's guilty, not me. But I'm worried that if I start to empathise with defendants then it's going to get in the way of me doing my job properly.
The thing that worried me most was the intensity of the vision. It wasn't just a mental image, it felt alive, like I just knew what was happening in this woman's life. I'm worried that I'm imagining this "ability" because it seems to be developing in just the way that I feared it would. Maybe it's psychosomatic (not that I'm qualified to diagnose myself!)
And then to top it off I lost my mobile phone. Typical!
When this email arrived, Mohinders Taxischein was removed from the table.
On August 15, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Thanks Mohinder, your insights gave me hope. I suppose it does make sense that an "ability" could get stronger over time and if you think my control could improve too then that's a relief. Maybe I'll learn to stop these visions happening at all!
I hope that time is soon because I'm about to start the biggest case in my career so far. It's a murder that's getting national media coverage in the UK so I'll have to be vague about the details and change a few names to protect the guilty/innocent! I'll be prosecuting (as usual) and there's a promotion waiting if I win.
I've seen the defence barrister at the preliminary hearing, he's an old guy called Will Harrison. He's rough, jaded and his crumpled suit must be nearly as old as he is. He turned up late and didn't have his notes in order, he reminds me of Columbo but without the wit. The defendant (let's call him John Smith) is accused of murdering his wife and all the evidence points at him. I have a co-council too, his name's Vince, he's the one I mentioned before. I think he's a bit of a weasel but his success rate is almost as good as mine and he wants this win at least as much as I do.
I just hope my visions don't interfere. This could be my one chance to make it, I don't want to be joining Harrison in the "crumpled suit club" any time soon.
My world is falling apart
On August 22, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Mohinder, so sorry to dump all this on you but there's no one else who could understand. A couple of days ago something terrible happened to me. I've only just managed to recover enough to email you.
It was the end of last week, the first day of the trial "prop". Vince and I had decided to go in hard, see if we could get an emotional reaction out of the defendant by showing him his wife's bloodstained dress but just as I took the evidence from Vince, I was instantly consumed by the most powerful vision so far.
I left the courtroom completely and I found myself in a typical London park at night. I had a woman pinned, on the floor, by her shoulders. She screamed and writhed, trying to break my grip. I was filled with rage, excitement, ecstasy. I shook her and smashed her against the floor but she wouldn't be silenced. I reached for a rock, a hefty one and lifted it above my head.
Then I was back in the courtroom, out of breath, my vision blurred. I fell to my knees with this other person's thoughts and feelings still racing through my mind. That feeling of sheer joy at another person's terror filled me with revulsion and my body responded as I shuddered, wretched and vomited.
The judge immediately adjourned for the day. I haven't been back to court since.
Mohinder, I don't think I can deal with this. I've never made such a spectacle of myself before.
Please, if there's anything you haven't told me, anything at all that might help, please, please let me know. I think I'm starting to despair.
More info about my visions
On August 29, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, I'm sorry if my recent emails have seemed a bit melodramatic but I'm glad to have a sympathetic ear. I've done what you suggested and started writing my experiences down in a notebook. I've also had a chance to think back over last week's vision now that I can distance myself from it a little bit.
This vision was the most powerful yet. It was like an out of body experience, I was inside the killer's mind. His desires, his emotions. Or at least I hope they were his emotions; as terrifying as it was, it would've been worse still to imagine that I could enjoy an experience like that!
This "ability" of mine seems to have an unerring trend of manifesting exactly the thing I most fear it will. After I said I can't afford to empathise with a defendant, I get first hand experience of actually being him, what would Freud make of that? At least I've no sympathy for Mr. Smith especially now I know what he's capable of.
Also, Vince has been working behind my back. I told him to phone me if anything happened on the case while I was recovering but he didn't contact me even once. The first thing I find when I get back to the firm is that he's arranged to call some extra witnesses including a forensic expert that I suspect he has already primed (though he denies it). I'm sure Vince will try to claim the glory for this win when it's over.
Hope to hear from you soon,
Playing with my new phone
On September 5, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, my replacement phone arrived. I'm actually sending this email from the top of the London Eye the wonders of modern technology!
I had another vision at work today though "vision" might actually be the wrong word in this case. Today is my mother's birthday and I was going to use one of the public phones during a recess to say "happy birthday" but the moment I picked-up the handset I was absorbed into a vision (it was quite a gentle, pleasant sensation this time). I could clearly see Vince on the phone with, and this is the new bit, sound! I could hear every word that Vince was saying.
I only got half the conversation but I'm pretty sure he was talking to one of the witnesses of our case and giving them advice on how to answer the questions. Prepping witnesses is common practice but I'm annoyed that Vince is doing this behind my back. Still, it has shown me that I might be able to turn my talent to my advantage...
Hope to hear from you soon,
Gaining some control
On September 12, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, sounds like your visit to India has given you a new perspective. Glad you've decided to continue you father's work because I get the feeling that I'm going to need your advice again soon.
If you figure out how your father's test works; would you be able to test me? I think I'm beginning to gain some control over my ability. When court recessed for lunch today I decided to get some fresh air. After an aimless wander I found myself stood in front of a building with a plaque that informed me Charles Lamb had worked there. Charles was a lawyer and a member of the same inn as me (albeit a hundred years ago). Touching the building drew me gently into a dream-like vision where a young man, possibly Charles was talking excitedly with a friend about the nature of the truth. It was like being in a period drama, it was an incredible and liberating experience and I'm actually excited to imagine what else I might be able to extract visions from.
On a more serious note I'm wondering if I should try to use my ability to find out what Vince is up to. He's skulking around behind my back, talking to witnesses and he's been booking a lot of evidence out recently. I think he knows something about the defendant that I don't. I'm going to have to keep my wits about.
Wish me luck,
Serious trouble today
On September 19, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, My ability almost got me ejected from court today.
My suspicions were correct, Vince did call the forensic expert for cross-examination. The whole thing was planned-out, like watching a pantomime. While Vince was in full flow I went through the evidence he had with him. A broken wristwatch caught my eye. As soon as I touched it I felt that familiar vertigo and pounding rush as I fell into a vision of the murder scene. But somehow I could still hear the forensic expert talking, as if he were narrating my vision. He described the splash of blood against the tree just as I saw it, he said that this particular pattern is consistent with a blow from behind but I could clearly see the victim prone on her back as the rock came down.
The vision ended and I realised that in the thrall I had stood up and shouted something. I'm not sure what but it certainly caught the attention of the whole courtroom. I cleared my throat and carefully put it to the forensic expert that the spatter pattern could have been caused in the way my vision suggested. He had to admit that I was right. For a moment I was pretty pleased with myself. I even ignored Vince's dagger-like stares but then the judge told me that if I try to undermine my own case again I'll be held in contempt of court!
Contempt! Me?! I've never been held in contempt. I've always held myself to the highest level of professionalism. I've hit an all time low! I suppose I should be thankful that I coped with my vision better than last time in court.
I can also see what Vince is up to now. He's basically prepared to do anything to win this case. I've always been ambitious in my career but not to the extent that I'd pervert the course of justice. I believe in always putting a strong prosecution forward, not because I want to "win" as such but because I truly believe it's how justice is done. The strongest argument is surely always the correct one?
Hope to hear from you soon,
Something on my mind
On September 26, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, I'm thinking about this murder case a lot, John Smith's guilt was obvious at the start. But if it's a clear-cut case, why is Vince trying so hard to misdirect the court? But if John is innocent why hasn't his defense barrister, Will Harrison, come up with anything persuasive?
I've got pretty mixed feelings about the whole case. I think the only thing I can do is keep Vince under control, put our case forward, strong but fair and leave the final judgement to the jury. Just let the system do its job...
Well, that's what my mentor told me anyway. I went back to my Inn to find him, we haven't talked for years but I did my pupillage with him when I first started out. He's a very successful prosecutor though I wonder if his adherence to the 'system' is a way of pushing his ethical responsibility onto the jury instead.
Lincoln's Inn is a very old building, one of the first that was built for the purpose of studying and practising law in this country. I figured there would be plenty of things for me to try to get some visions off, I tried some of the leather bound books in the library (some of them are antiques), and I even tried touching the keystone that was placed by the famous writer John Donne. Nothing. Maybe these things are just too old for me to read.
Hope to hear from you soon,
On September 26, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, I've been experimenting with my visions again. I went to an antiques shop that's just around the corner from my apartment. It was a tiny buy crammed full of junk I think in most cases stretching the definition of "antique". The shop display featured twelve blowtorches(!), a gas mask, an ironing board and a cuddly bee (with a note saying "please take me home"). I had a great time there though!
I couldn't get visions from everything I touched but I did get quite a few. None as powerful as I've had before it was like I was "skimming" the surface of the memories in these items. I've ordered something from an internet auction site that might offer an interesting test of my ability, I'll let you know what it is when it turns up!
The case is still progressing. What with Vince's determination to derail the legal process and Harrison's incompetence I'm beginning to wonder whether I can trust the system to work. I've decided to talk to Harrison at the soonest opportunity.
Talked to Harrison today
On October 3, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, Sounds like you've got a lot going on in your life right now. If my emails are an unwelcome distraction, let me know. I appreciate you help but I'm sure I can fight my own battles if need be.
I cornered Harrison after court today and asked him a few questions. He was evasive, claimed he didn't know about the murder weapon (the rock from my vision) and didn't let me in on his strategy (predictably). But while we were talking he put his battered old briefcase up on the seat next to me, just close enough to touch...
Wow, that briefcase has been through alot I saw it when it was new, when Will had just been called to the bar, still enthusiastic and driven. I saw the years taking their toll. I saw the bureaucracy and back-biting dragging him down and I saw the moment he finally decided that he'd do only what he had to and nothing more. He ended the conversation saying he needed to get back to his family. It was upsetting to see what losing faith can do to a person but I still believe that brilliant, young lawyer is hiding behind those cynical eyes. I'm going to need to bring him out if Mr Smith is going to get a fair trial.
Ps. My auction purchase turned up this today. It's a beanie hat that was apparently worn by Robbie when he was still in Take That. I was a fan back then (embarrassing!) Anyway, I did get a vision form it I saw the would-be fraudster stretching it over his own greasy head just glad I didn't buy any of the more "intimate" items on sale.
On October 10, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, glad to hear that you're making progress with your work. I'd love hear more about the other people with abilities, keep me posted, thanks.
Vince is running away with this case now, after my run-in with the judge I feel powerless to stop him and Will just sits there, rolling with the punches. I'm concerned it's possible that Smith might be innocent and that the system is going to fail him. After my conversation with Harrison I couldn't shake the feeling that I could end up just like him if I don't do something about it.
So I did do something about it... I broke into Vince's office after hours. I was hoping to get some leverage againist him and I think I found it.
There was a receipt from a local wine bar - looks like he was claiming on his expense account - I figured it might be something to do with the case so I took it.
Then I found something that could be much more useful. I touched one of the documents on his desk, I got a brief vision of Vince shredding something he looked shifty, furtive even. I decided to open up the shredder but Vince had emptied it already - he's thorough but not thorough enough... I found a torn corner from a sticky label that was still attached to the inside of the shredder
I got home about an hour ago, I've been trying to get a vision from the receipt or the label ever since but with no success - I think I might've given myself a headache.
I'll let you know how I get on,
Harmful side effects
On October 17, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, hope your research is going well. Have you encountered any evolved humans whose abilities have harmful side effects? I think I might be experiencing some.
I've spent te last few days desperately trying to extract a vision from the receipt I stole from Vince. And I did manage it but I think I might've paid the price.
Every night last week I sat down with that receipt in my hands and focussed all my attention on it. Finally I had a breakthrough a vision of Vince, in a wine bar, with a young woman at first I thought he was using his expense account to pay for a private meeting but then I realised I recognised the woman but couldn't quite place her. Before I got much more of the vision I fell unconscious.
When I came to I had a terrible migraine which has lasted for days. I've been getting hallucinations too, I'm not sure if it's something to do with my ability but it's like I'm getting visions from a David Lynch movie it's making me wonder whether my visions are real or not, have I imagined this whole murder conspiracy? Maybe I should be talking with a psychiatrist after all.
I plucked one of my hairs as you suggested and I've sent it to you via airmail I hope you are able to extract the DNA you need for your test. Please let me know if it works.
On October 24, 2007, Bridget wrote:
I'm in serious trouble; I've locked myself in the judge's office! I'm emailing from my phone again. If I'm still stuck here in the morning then I will be in serious trouble, I could lose my job or even go to prison!
I worked out who the woman from my vision was, she's in the jury! I didn't recognise her right away because she's more formally dressed in court. I was suspicious of her and Vince's secret meeting so I followed Vince after court finished to see what happens.
He went to a wine bar (the one in my vision). Then the jury girl joined him. I watched from the cafe across the street as they had a few drinks (got a great photo with my phone!) I just ordered coffees and pretended to read my newspaper.
When they left I followed them back to the courtrooms where they snuck into the judge's chambers. I thought it was part of Vince's plot to subvert the case, though it quickly turned out that wasn't exactly his plan. Since I'd rather not add voyeurism to my list of criminal activities, I tried to find my way out of the chambers without being spotted and instead locked myself in the judge's office!
I know this is probably my strangest request yet but can you think of a way I can get out of here? I've tried everything I can think of but I figured two heads are better than one.
You're a hero
On October 31, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Mohinder, thank you for helping me out last night. I really owe you one this time.
I'd also suspected that there'd be a spare key somewhere but my searching was hampered by the fact that I didn't want to leave any signs of disturbance. Then I did what you suggested. I tried using my ability on some of the items in the room that might've been touched recently; light switches, door handles, desk drawers etc. And I discovered something interesting, a new way to use my ability!
I can read "surface memories" off an item, this gives me a vision of the last person to touch it! So I pressed my finger tips against the lock in the door and used my ability. I received a vision of one of the district judges taking a key that was hidden on top of a bookcase and unlocking the door with it! I checked and found the key in the same place and let myself out, what a relief that was.
On October 31, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder. There's been another murder in St James's Park. I read about it in the free London papers on my way home this evening. It sounds a lot like it could be the same murderer; if that's the case then John Smith really is innocent...
I feel like I've spent too much time doubting myself and avoiding my responsibility and that may have cost another person their life.
I've learned a lot about myself over the last few weeks. I've nearly been in contempt of court, broken the law at least twice in order to defeat my own prosecution case and started to rely on supernatural "abilities" rather than put my trust in the legal system, the old me wouldn't understand it at all! But I've changed, this is the new me and I understand what I have to do now. I need a plan, apart from anything else, the justice system is going to need a little help...
Wish me luck,
I'm enjoying this
On November 7, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, so the test is positive. Excellent.
I'm on a bit of a high at the moment. I know I shouldn't be enjoying this quite so much as I am but I can't help it.
I've got my plan of attack now. First thing on my checklist; get Vince off the case. I sent him an email this morning with the incriminating photo attached (my new phone has turned out to be very useful; the picture is so good you can almost read the label on the wine bottle). I spent hours thinking of witty or threatening things to say in the email, this is what I came up with:
>Hi Vince, in answer to the questions that have, no doubt, sprung to mind:
>Yes, it's Bridget
>Yes I want you off the case
>Yes I'm blackmailing you
It worked, by lunch time he "wasn't feeling too good". Now he's on leave with stress related symptoms yes!
The next thing on my list is to build a better defense for Mr. Smith and somehow get it to Harrison...
Defending John Smith
On November 14, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, I haven't heard from you for a while I hope you are ok and your research is going well.
I'm working on John Smith's defense. His story is that he was meant to meet his wife in St. James's Park but he was late leaving work and when he finally made it to the meeting spot, his wife was gone. He looked for her, eventually finding her body in the undergrowth, after an attempt to revive her he called an ambulance. Unfortunately, this makes John the prime suspect his closeness to the victim, finding the body and being covered in her blood when the police found him.
Not many options. I can't appear to undermine my own case (been there, done that) and that rules out cross-examining witnesses again. That leaves the torn label I found in Vince's as my only lead. It wasn't easy or pleasent but I did eventually get a vision from it of Vince peeling labels off police evidence bags and replacing them when the evidence was booked back in, it got filed in the wrong place Harrison would never find it or even know it exists. I noted down the evidence numbers from my vision and saved them into my phone.}
Next step, infiltrate the police station!
On November 14, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, I've just got back from my raid on the police station.
I went in without a plan, just hoped that my training and my ability would create an opportunity. I was lucky, an unfinished cup of coffee on the front desk gave me a vision of a solicitor visiting his client in custody, I invented a reason for needing to see the solicitor and the receptionist let me past the front desk. Then I relied on my smart suit, expensive briefcase and going somewhere in particular attitude to stop anyone asking questions and it worked a treat.
I found the evidence room without too much trouble but it was locked with a security code so I used my new "surface memory" trick to see the last person to use the keypad and got the PIN code. Then I was in.
I had the number for two pieces of evidence that Vince was hiding, one was the rock (from my vision!) and the other was a bloodied sweater I'd say it was the killer's rather than the victim's given the size of it.
I've reported the mislabelling of the evidence and requested to book it out as soon as possible must admit that I've got mixed feelings about trying for vision on these items...
Visions from the evidence
On November 21, 2007, Bridget wrote:
Hi Mohinder, I appreciate that you're struggling to keep up with your email. I'll keep sending you updates and maybe we can discuss my experiences when things have calmed down at your end. This week I spent a fairly traumatic couple of hours extracting visions from the new evidence. I'm now quite adept at controlling my ability, I can read surface memories from objects or choose to dig deeper into older memories (although that requires more concentration).
The rock gave me a vision of the killer. I didn't recognise him but it definitely wasn't Smith. That doesn't help with the defence case (though if the investigation is reopened I may be able to send a description to the police anonymously).
The bloodied sweater gave me two useful visions. I saw the killed wearing it when he committed the murder and then throwing it in one of the park bins. If Smith was the murderer then he hid the incriminating sweater and then returned to the scene where he got blood on his clothes again that doesn't make sense hopefully we have the seeds of reasonable doubt. And I got another vision John's wife scratched her killer's face with her finger it was a deep scatch, the nail snapped off but there's no record of it in the case files, so maybe I'll need to return to the scene and perhaps take a SOCO (the British version of a CSI) with me.
I've also sent an anonyous email to Will to let him know that there is new evidence available. I can't tell him about my visions; I just hope he has the wits to use the new evidence effectively.