I ran, O I ran, but they grey wolf ran faster
O mother, I cry in the air at thy door.
Cry shoo! now cry shoo! but his fangs were so cruel,
Thy son (save his hatchet) thou’lt never see more.
Walter De La Mare.
It took doctors days to work out what had happened to Edward Addison. At first it was assumed he was catatonic because he had been affected by the drugs in the factory, but a toxicology screen came back negative. He was also negative for alcohol and every other intoxicant or poison the doctors could think of. It was only when the nurses on the ward were turning him over to wash his hair that the minute puncture wound in his hair at the base of his skull was discovered. A brain scan revealed that his brain was functioning normally but his spinal cord had been severed by a long thi
