Nothing to read in there? Quasi furrowed his brows at what she hears from Celestine.
No brainwaves..empty mind... this is terrible. He thinks. Quasi draws near to the patient whom Celestine had touched.
" Quas can you check what happened them?" he heard Celestine's pleading yet the sound of her heart screaming for pity of them is louder than the physical voices in this room.
" Dylan isn't here. He's good at this. I'll just try", Quasi replies.
Quasi closes his eyes and caresses the man's face as if concentrating. He's not going to be able to read the man's thoughts. He is clinging to the man's soul hoping he'll be able to tell them what he wants to say. Quasi was more concentrated as his senses travel further in pursuit of words that the flesh could not utter. He sees delicate l
