In the early nineties, Peter and his adviser eric were one of a bunch of groups trying to make this exact thing happen. They would go down there like midnigt or died at night, and worked till six in the morning. This whole thing was like a victorian science story. The moon's rising. We've no time to lose,. Science is working in the middle of the night on a strange new contraption to peer into, like one of the darkest regions of the human soul. The brain is useless. We must another brain.