Michael gripped the handrails as he took each slow but steady step. He was sweating profusely and breathing hard. With each step he took, his hands tightened on the handrails, and his brows furrowed. Dr. Cage's soft voice, urging him on from behind and ready to grab him in case he lost his balance, didn't stop.
"That’s it, that’s it, one more step. You are getting it, you are getting it, come on, keep trying, you can do it, good job, now one more. That’s it, you are doing great, wonderful!" Dr. Cage kept praising and cheering him on with each step he took.
Michael let out a series of hard breaths from his mouth, beads of sweat forming on his forehead and drenching his body and the hospital wear he had on. He took a step and stopped, panting with his eyes closed as he tried to bear the pa
