Bridget Bailey

Bridget Bailey
Bridget sends emails to Mohinder.
First mentioned:	July 30, 2007
BBC Two

Bridget Bailey is an evolved human, introduced by BBC Two in its mirror of Heroes 360 information.

Emails

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 Mohinder's apartment is also updated with possible clues. Following is the text of Bridget's emails and the changes made to Mohinder's office.

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.

Kind regards,

Bridget Bailey

Re: My credentials for your "friend"

On July 18, 2007, Bridget wrote:

Dear Chandra,

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 clairsentience. 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?

Kind regards,

Bridget Bailey

I don't want to pester you but...

On July 25, 2007, Bridget wrote:

Dear Chandra,

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.

Bridget

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.

Kind regards,

Bridget Bailey

When this email was posted, Mohinder's taxi license 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:

Dear Mohinder,

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!

Kind regards,

Bridget Bailey

When this email arrived, Mohinder's license was removed from the table.

Thanks

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.

Thanks again,

Bridget Bailey

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.

Bridget

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,

Bridget

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,

Bridget

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 yo 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,

Bridget

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 againist 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 comtempt of court!

Comtempt! Me?! I've never been held in comtempt. I've always held myself to the highest level of professionalism. I've hit an all time low! I suppose In 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 nor 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,

Bridget

Gallery

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  Bridget originally began contacting Chandra...
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  ...but later began writing to Mohinder instead.
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  The office in Mohinder's apartment is updated with possible clues.
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  Bridget makes a Clairsentient connection with this plaque of Charles Lamb.

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