CHAPTER 13
“His brain patterns seem to be returning to normal,” Doctor Lucas said, breaking my train of thought.
Doctor Ling stood up from her seat and walked over to the monitors at the end of the room. She took her time studying several of them before checking other read-outs.
“Remarkable,” she uttered to herself.
“I do feel much better,” I called out to her. “Could you please loosen these straps? They’re really tight.”
Glancing at the monitors and back at me, the doctors conferred with each other in whispers.
“It’s rude to whisper,” I said, feigning indignity.
After a few moments, Doctor Ling approached my trolley and stood over me. “I apologise, Darren. That was rude to whisper. I can loosen your straps, but we still need to keep you confined until we can be sure you’re not a da
