Another few pages for you. Took longer to get through than I expected, but see? I didn't leave you hanging forever.
A line which moments ago had jumped at mad, sharp angles as if it forgotten what brainwaves were meant to look like was indeed getting closer to the wave-form it normally displayed. Turning to the simulscreen image of the subject, they could see his eyelids, so recently haunted by deathly shadows, twitching as the eyeballs beneath moved a dizzying pace.
"Um, you don't think he..."
"Can't be right...not with such a low Melatropin absorption. His brain activity is 10 times the normal levels."
"At any rate, we need to report this to Director Lem."
They nodded amongst themselves again; the fact that they had been considering having him vivisected was already gone from their minds.
Even if he been awake then, the boy would not have realized how close he had come to the boundary between life and death.
A dense fog enveloped his mind, and his body felt numb. He simply looked up at the gray ceiling and glaring lighting, dimly aware of a burning sensation from an unknown source of heat.
"......established itself......go..., just to......, wise to... ...sedate..."
He was so drained that the voices and sounds buzzing around him failed to register in his consciousness. He had a feeling that there was something he needed to think about. Something he ought to be searching for. But as soon as he thought it, his brain ground to a halt. His mind and body and everything about him had been pushed to the limit. Lacking the strength to do anything, even think, he simply laid there as a tear coursed down his cheek.
...A remnant of a dream now lost to memory.( Read more...Collapse )