“Yeah, we’re doing good. I have to hurry now; she gets mad when I’m tardy.
Some minutes later, I arrived at the healer’s house. Since I wanted the procedure to be super private, I couldn’t risk doing it in the hospital where anyone could easily locate it.
I sat on the couch in the living room as I watched the healer – Odin prepare the memory chair for my use. This was my sixth visit since I started trying to regain my memory and so far, all the sessions have not been going so well.
Each time, I told Odin to make the treatments more intense, and more invasive. For some reason, my thoughts were constantly preoccupied with the woman from my vision and I was dying to see her face.
What was worse, what started as fragmented images in my dreams were beginning to take shape. Each dream was be
