The Slip

Chapter 3

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HE HAD TAKEN CONTROL! HE was quickly displaced again by the angry man but the fact remained: there was a way for him to take control.

He tried to recall what exactly he had done. He had been frantic to ask the Doctor for help before she left. The angry man was scaring her away. She was nice and he had hoped she could make the angry man disappear forever.

A sharp pinch on his shoulder interrupted his recollections. It wasn't the pain that drew his attention. It was that he felt anything at all. The hint of disinfectant pricked his nose; a shadow of his sense of smell was back.

He was still not in control of his body, but he was not compressed into the blackness as before either. He was somewhere in between.

He felt another pain in his shoulder and watched as the attendant pulled back an empty syringe.

A warmth spread languorously throughout his body. Wrapped in its heavy cocoon, all thoughts faded.