You want us to see things you cannot. I need you to help me see. To see the future. Other lives hover in the enigma of our consciousness, Alia. Shared lives. It's the curse of all pre-born. They are the real danger. Not the rebels, not the Guild, not our grandmother. You should understand that better than most. One day... each of you... will come face to face with the horror of your own existence. One day you will cry out for help. One day each of you will find yourself... alone. What if she's right? Check. Alia, come back.Alia.! Stop it. Alia, listen to me. No. Listen to me, Alia.! All of you, out.! Do as I say.! Leave her alone.! Get out of here.! Leave her to me.! So, Granddaughter... you finally meet a spiritual gom jabbar. We've learned much these past few days. It was meant to look like rebel Fremen. Tribes harboring resentment towards the Atreides and changes to Arrakis. - But I don't believe it. - Why? During interrogation, the ones we captured... cried out the name Jacarutu and then... died. - You tortured them? - Post-hypnotic suicide compulsion. The sound of the word alone simply stopped their hearts. Leto and I heard rumors of Jacarutu Sietch when we first came here. We could never find out whether the place actually existed. The name Jacarutu is a synonym for evil,Jessica. The Edwali tribe came from there. They were water stealers. The most heinous criminals under Fremen law. The first and greatest sin. But the Fremen tribes banded together to declare war on the Jacarutu. The Edwali were slaughtered. Their water spread upon the sands. Jacarutu Sietch was declared taboo. No Fremen was allowed to look for it. But legend persists that not all the Edwali were wiped out... that some escaped to become known as the Cast Out. And you believe that these Cast Out... might be responsible for what happened the other day? The possibility makes my blood run cold. If the Cast Out exist, they would camouflage themselves as something else. We would not permit them to live if we knew. Gurney, contact your old smuggler allies, the ones in the deep desert. See what they know about Jacarutu... and the Cast Out. If such a people still exist, they could be our greatest threat. I had full consciousness long before birth. Knowledge of all the lives that came before. The genetic rivers flowing in my veins. Reverend Mothers. The Atreides. My entire heritage... alive... in me. Ever present. I had no defense against their invasion of my mind. And so you are stalked by fear. Fear. Always fear... of judgement. The pre-born are possessed. The abomination. Bene Gesserit rubbish. If you succumb to the fear, it will defeat you. The trial of abomination ends in death. But we won't let that happen, will we? We? You're dead! I killed you. Yes, you clever little minx, you killed me and yet... here I am. Go away.Just go away! Oh, but you need help, Granddaughter. The others in here, they want your entire consciousness. They want to drive you out, but I only want a tiny little corner for myself... an occasional moment with your senses. Yeah. An occasional taste. An occasional touch. Oh, no one need ever know. No! You murdered my father. You tried to destroy my family. You would have killed Paul. Oh, yes, yes. All that, yes. Of course I would have killed you. I mean, you and your brother stood in my way, but that's old business. You won. I am dead. Thanks to you, my darling... I have only a fragile existence, a mere memory self within you. You are alive, and I am yours to command. And how little I ask in return. Mine? To command? Oh, yes. Yours. Yours, my precious girl. Think of what we can accomplish together. Your power and my experience. There will be nothing standing in our way. - The voices in my head? - Will be silenced. - My enemies? - Will be destroyed. No one will stand in the way of our powers.
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