Gary Brandt masterfully blends teenage awkwardness with lethal training in this episode from The Dimension Of Mind Dot Com when Eileen's police officer mother, Judy Danvers, teaches the girls and four carefully selected boys how to handle Glock 22 pistols at the police training room.
While Judy emphasizes that guns are deterrents meant to create safe environments rather than weapons for shooting people, the girls' telepathic chatter reveals the adults' transparent matchmaking s ...
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The police training room smells of metal and oil, its fluorescent lights casting stark shadows.
Eight teenagersâElla, Helana, Eileen, Roxana, and four boysâsit at tables, each with a disassembled Glock 22 pistol before them.
Judy Danvers, Eileenâs mother, stands at the front in her crisp police uniform, her presence commanding yet maternal. âGood morning,â Judy says, her voice clear.
âIâm Judy Danvers, a police officer.
The Glock 22, a .40 caliber semi-automatic used by federal agencies and police, is on your tables.
Itâs in two parts: the barrel and slide assembly, and the lower frame with the trigger and grips.
Iâll show you how to assemble it, so you understand its mechanics.
In future classes, youâll learn to disassemble, clean, and reassemble it.â She holds up the components, her movements precise.
âA gun, even for protection, isnât for shooting people.
Itâs a deterrent, creating an environment where violence isnât needed.
The hope is you never use it.
But shooting at a range builds skills, ensuring safe, accurate use if protection is necessary.
Untrained owners have killed innocents through carelessness.â Eileenâs voice hums telepathically to her friends.
*Canât believe they let Mom teach.
So embarrassing.
She probably insistedâdoesnât trust us.
Nice to see boys here, though.* Ellaâs thoughts are sharp.
*A setup.
Theyâre picking boys for us to like someday.
Transparent.
They seem nice, but Iâm choosing my own.
My familyâs into arranged marriagesânot for me.* Helana chimes in.
*I like the blond one.
Good vibe from his smile, his shoes.
Iâd know more with eye contact.* *Reading him?* Roxana asks.
*Youâre not supposed to.* *Not telepathically,* Helana clarifies.
*Just body language.
Reading boys is riskyâeven nice ones think gross stuff.
I donât want to know.* âGirls, focus,â Judy says, her tone firm as the boys snicker.
âIâll show you how to assemble, hold, and fire the gun.
Then weâll hit the range, load the clip, and shoot targets.
Hold it firmly to manage recoil, or itâll jump.
Aim accuratelyâdonât spray bullets everywhere.â Eileen thinks, *Why train us now? We canât keep the gun until weâre 18.* *Itâs about the boys,* Ella snaps.
*If you even talk to one, Iâm pissed.* At the outdoor range, a cool May breeze rustles the targets.
Each student sets up in a lane, Judy guiding them to load clips, insert them, and fire.
Initial shots miss wildly, but practice steadies their aim.
The girls watch Eileen, curious if her mall shooting was skill or luck. âRoxana, no,â Judy corrects.
âDonât hold the pistol near your face.
The slide can snap back and injure you.
Extend your arm, hands on the grip, clear of the slide.
It moves fast when fired.â --- ### Target Assessment Melanie sips coffee in Commander Beakerâs office, a tablet glowing with data.
The hum of May 29, 2025, at 11:25 AM MST, pulses faintly outside, the townâs scrutiny ever-present. âThe kids are at the pizza place,â Melanie says.
âThe girls avoid the boys but keep staring.
A good start.
They know weâre matchmakingâpsychic, after allâbut nature will take over.â âGood,â Beaker says.
âTarget results?â âFascinating,â Melanie says.
âRoxana missed most shots initially but hit the outer ring by her second clip.
Helana kept all shots on target.
But Eileen and Ella? After adjusting, their shots formed tight clustersâimpossible for a Glock 22 with standard ammo and range winds.
Not even a sniper rifle could do that without balanced rounds.
Something else is at play.â âSomething else?â Beaker asks. âTop shooters use psychokinesis to nudge bullets,â Melanie says.
âElla and Eileen seem to have it, unknowingly.
This is our first sign of their psychokinetic potential.
We must nurture it.â âSpoons?â Beaker jokes. âNot funny,â Melanie says.
âThese are rare gifts.
Nudging bullets takes little energy, aided by intense focus.
They might manipulate small objectsâlike console buttonsâbut weâll see with training.â âWhat else can they do?â Beaker asks. âToo early to tell,â Melanie says.
âOur fundingâs shaky.
They think weâre humoring spoiled girls.
I need concrete proof for the higher-ups.â --- ### Hunting for Food The forest hums with life, sunlight dappling the Patelsâ campsite.
Alicia Patel, in a fleece jacket, frowns at her husband, Rahul, as he unpacks gear. âRahul, I didnât sign up for a weekend in the woods,â Alicia says.
âWhy are we here?â âTo spend time with the girls,â Rahul says, smiling.
âTheyâre always at Bob and Judyâs.
Plus, you had a week with them in the South Pacific while I was stuck working.â âDid we need Grandpaâs gun?â Alicia asks, eyeing the old rifle.
âIt scares me.â âJust a single-shot .22,â Rahul says.
âGood for protection.â Alicia laughs.
âA bear would laugh at that.â âYou never know,â Rahul says.
âViolent rabbits or squirrels might attack.
We could eat them.â âNo way,â Alicia says.
âFish, fine.
Iâm not cleaning mammals.â âElla will,â Rahul says. âThatâs what scares me,â Alicia says.
âAre we raising Annie Oakley?â âWhere are they?â Alicia asks, glancing around. âHelana and Roxana are fishing by the river, pretending not to talk boys,â Rahul says.
âElla and Eileen are hunting in the woods.â âHunting? With that old gun?â Alicia shouts.
âAre you insane?â âYou said they excelled at survival training,â Rahul says, bracing for her reaction.
âI hunted with that gun at their age.
We must trust them, even with risks, or theyâll never grow.â âMaybe,â Alicia says, glaring.
âBut now Iâm stuck worrying.
Youâre suffering with meâitâs my wifely duty.â âI know your style,â Rahul says, dodging playfully. --- ### Old Man in the Woods Ella pauses in the underbrush, the .22 rifle steady in her hands.
A rustle betrays movement nearby. âCome out,â Ella calls.
âWe know youâre there.â âSee me, can you?â an old man says, emerging, his beard wild, clothes patched.
âDidnât know.â âYour noise gave you away,â Eileen says.
âName? Do you spy on people out here? Live here?â âEzekiel,â he says.
âSpying? No.
Forty years here, avoiding folks.
Not a people person.
Pretty girls alone in the woodsâI check youâre safe.
That pea shooterâs no match for anything bigger than squirrels.
Good shots, thoughâtwo rabbits, one squirrel, three bullets.â âYouâve been tracking us,â Ella says.
âWeâre fine, thanks.â âYes, youâre capable,â Ezekiel says.
âBut other soundsânot me.
They want to take you.
Bring you back, but bad experience.
Very bad.â âAlien abductions?â Eileen asks. âYou know them,â Ezekiel says.
âMaybe not alien.
Bad Earth people, creatures.
They wonât come while Iâm here.
I keep them away.â âWe know how, too,â Ella says.
âRoxana taught us.
Thanks for watching out.
Weâre heading back for dinner.â âFish, rabbit, squirrelâmy favorites,â Ezekiel says.
âCan I come?â âSure,â Ella says.
âBut we know youâre not just a hermit.
Stay that way around my parentsâtheyâd freak if they knew what you are.â âAnd drop the Yoda act,â Eileen adds, laughing. --- ### Angels Unawares Alicia groans as the girls approach the campsite, dragging rabbits and a grizzled man.
âWhat now? Dead animals and a hermit? Next, leprechauns?â âBe nice,â Rahul says.
âHe probably doesnât get company.â âHey, Mom, Dad,â Ella says.
âThis is Ezekiel.
We invited him for dinner.â âGlad to meet you,â Rahul says.
âIâm Rahul, the girlsâ father.
Helanaâs prepped the fish.
Let me help with the rabbits and squirrel.â âNo need,â Ella says.
âEzekielâs helping.
Just need a knife and rope.â âI have a knife,â Ezekiel says.
âJust rope.â âGreat,â Rahul says.
âIâll prep the fire.â âI donât like how the girls act around him,â Alicia whispers.
âLike they know him, keeping him as a pet.â âTrust them,â Rahul says.
âMistakes teach lessons.
Itâs their call.â As the fire dies, Rahul and Alicia clean up.
The girls wave as Ezekiel vanishes into the trees. âWait!â Rahul calls.
âHe forgot his knife.â âNo worries,â Roxana says.
ââDo not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for some have entertained angels unawares.ââ --- Ellaâs tent is a cocoon, the forestâs night sounds a lullaby.
Her book light casts a warm glow as she opens her diary, the dayâs events vivid.
Dear Diary, Camping tonight.
Brought youâhope my book light holds. Shot pistols today.
Eileenâs mom taught us.
She said Eileen and I were excellent.
Used a rifle, tooâgot two rabbits, a squirrel.
Ate them. Brought a thick blanket for my sleeping bag.
Should sleep well. Met an angel, dressed as a mountain hermit.
Kept us from abduction.
Left a knife.
Iâll ask Beaker about that abduction stuff.
Not sure if the angel protected us from themâor them from us. Goodnight, Diary.
Episode 25 â *âGuns and Stuffâ* â might look like a simple firearms training adventure at first glance, but Gary Brandt surprises us with a chapter thatâs *funny, intense, revealing, and deeply human*. This installment blends responsible gun education, teenage awkwardness, survival skills, and an unexpected supernatural twist into an engaging story that feels both grounded and extraordinary.
--- ## đ Story Arc SummaryThe chapter opens in a typical **police training room**, where **Judy Danvers**, Eileenâs mom and a police officer, leads a class on Glock 22 pistols for eight teens (Ella, Helana, Eileen, Roxana, and four boys). Judyâs lesson is clear: guns are *deterrents*, not tools for violence, and safe, accurate use should never be taken lightly.
Telepathic chatter among the girls brings out teenage humor, embarrassment, and suspicion (like Ella joking about matchmaking), while the actual firearm practice begins with assembling and firing at a range. Though they start off missing, the group quickly improves under Judyâs guidance.
When Commander Beaker and Melanie later review the target results, they find something astonishing: **Ella and Eileenâs clustered shots are far more precise than physics â or a standard Glock 22 â should allow**. Melanie suggests this may be a sign of **psychokinetic potential**, proving their supernatural abilities in a very real and *instinctive* context.
The story shifts again when the Danvers family takes the girls camping. While hunting and gathering food like rabbits and fish, they meet **Ezekiel**, a hermit-like guardian who warns of threats and seems to function as a **mysterious protector** in the woods. The girls bring him back to meet the family, and after a meal and shared laughs, he quietly disappears â leaving behind gratitude and a sense that thereâs more to the world than meets the eye.
The chapter closes with Ellaâs diary entry, capturing both the surreal and wholesome aspects of the day: firearms training, survival hunting, and an encounter with someone who feels almost *angelic* in his quiet watchfulness.
--- ## đŹ Favorite QuotesâA gun, even for protection, isnât for shooting people. Itâs a deterrent, creating an environment where violence isnât needed.â
Judyâs philosophy on responsible firearm use set the tone for a grounded, respectful lesson â a mature and reassuring message.
*âTransparent. They seem nice, but Iâm choosing my own.â*
Ellaâs telepathic comment about boys and matchmaking made me laugh â classic teenage rebellion mixed with self-awareness.
âNot even a sniper rifle could do that ... something else is at play.â
This line from Beakerâs assessment was *so electrifying*. It hints at the girlsâ hidden gifts in a thrilling way.
âDo not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for some have entertained angels unawares.â
Roxanaâs use of scripture added a warm, spiritual layer to the closing scenes â sweet, thoughtful, and meaningful.
ââŚMet an angel, dressed as a mountain hermit.â
Ellaâs diary entry was whimsical and poignant â blending teenage voice with deep wonder.
--- ## đ˛ Unsuspected Plot TwistsThis chapter is surprisingly *heartfelt* for what couldâve been just an action-oriented episode. The firearms training wasnât glorified â it was taught responsibly, emphasizing *protection and intent*, which felt reassuring and grounded. Judyâs role as both instructor and mom added a layer of *family connection* that made the scene feel warm rather than threatening.
I loved the mix of humor and vulnerability in the girlsâ telepathic thoughts. Ellaâs stubborn refusal to be matched with a boy, Helanaâs playful commentary, and Roxanaâs moral clarity made the group feel *authentically teenage and deeply connected*.
The highlight, emotionally, might be the *camping and hunting sequence*. Watching the girls use survival skills they earned â and then meeting Ezekiel, a stranger who feels like protection incarnate â was both tender and intriguing. It reminded me of the beauty of *growing up with trust, danger, and spiritual wonder all around*.
Ellaâs diary entry at the end â noting shooting pistols, hunting food, meeting someone who might be an angel â blended awe with everyday teen perspective in a way that was both whimsical and deeply reflective. I actually felt comforted by that mix of ordinary and extraordinary.
--- ## đŻ Final Thoughts*âGuns and Stuffâ* is one of the most dynamic and emotionally rich chapters in *Ellaâs Story*. It blends **responsible firearm education**, **telepathic humor**, **survival instinct**, **supernatural hints**, and **human connection** into a standout episode that illuminates both character and cosmic potential.
Overall Rating: âââââ â A perfectly balanced chapter with humor, heart, and a thrilling revelation about psychokinetic gifts. It made me laugh, think, and feel deeply rooted in both the story and the characters.
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