IV.
The Reanimator
“Why did you reanimate him?”
The echoing question bounced back and forth in Joshua’s head, and he had no idea where it came from and how long it would stay. But it did stay—the whole morning.
It was very hard to wake up, every part of his body was in pain. The persistent pulsation deep in his bones had not been allowed to sleep for many years. This unbearable pain cut a wide obsessive gap in his days into which all the important and beautiful part of his life fell.
Only the enveloping, milky fog, coming with the pain, stayed with him.
He had to wake up; but his bed pulled him back. The massage extension—built into the mattress—helped him a lot. He could enjoy that for hours. But the day had to be started like all other days before.
It was not easy to find his slip
