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strokes using her right arm and her legs and not experiencing any pain or pulling of her scar tissue. Strange, movement was so much easier now.
Standing up, she waded to the far end of the pool where a sparkling waterfall cascaded down a rockery. Without thinking, she reached out to the silvery streams and suddenly noticed she had two arms, two hands. Wonderingly, she inspected her left arm, the missing arm, but it looked normal, flawless, as did her right arm. In awe she ran her hands over her face, her breasts, her belly. The bandages were all gone. Her scars, sores, and puckered skin were once again perfect. What manner of magic was this? A healing pool? Something like The Healing Waters of Lourdes? The only thing that was missing was body hair. Apart from that, she was back to normal. She wished for a mirror now because it was too unbelievable. Maybe she was dreaming and none of it was real. She’d soon wake up still scarred and with oozing sores all over and resembling a mummy.
Julie came in and walked to the edge of the pool. Towels and what looked like a robe were draped over her arm. “Your two hours are over, Megan. How do you feel?”
“I think I’m dreaming. All my scar tissue is gone and so are the sores. And suddenly I have an arm where there wasn’t one.”
“It’s not a dream. This is the healing room. The water in that pool is very special.”
“How come I’ve never heard of this place? People would give anything for this kind of healing. It’s magical.”
“Only a select few are chosen for this type of therapy.”
“It must cost a fortune. My parents aren’t rich. They’re just ordinary farmers, and—“
“Everything is paid for by the benefactor. Don’t worry your pretty head, and I must say it’s a very pretty face that emerged from beneath the bandages.”
“So now that I’m healed, I can leave?”
“Oh, no. After you’re dressed, you’ll start your first group session.”
“Group session? What for?”
“You’ve been through a lot. The body is healed, but the mind still needs attending to.”
“My mind is fine.”
Julie smiled while she rubbed Megan’s body with the warm towels. She handed her the robe. “Here, put this on. You can walk back to your room now.”
“What? No taxi?” Megan managed a giggle.
“Your wounds are healed, but your muscles have been far too inactive. This afternoon you’ll start in the exercise room with the assistance of your own personal trainer.”
“A personal trainer? You’re kidding me. What I’d really like is a telephone.”
“There are no phones in Midhaven. We’re too far away for any connection to be possible.”
“Surely there is contact with the outside world? How do you get your supplies?”
“Midhaven Level Five is self-sufficient. There are large farms located just outside the walls of this facility.”
“What about medical supplies?”
“As I said, we’re self-sufficient.”
“What about the drugs? Vitamins? Surely you don’t manufacture those?”
“Actually, we do. We don’t use drugs as you know them. Everything we have and use is developed from natural resources.”
They’d arrived at her room. Julie opened the door and Megan walked in to find a small pile of clothing on the chair.
“I’ll wait for you while you get dressed,” Julie said and sat on the side of the bed.
Megan picked up the clothes and went to the bathroom. After closing the door, she dropped the robe on the floor and turned to look at the full-length mirror on the door. She gasped. Her skin was flawless again, her face her own and not the grotesque mask she’d expected to see. Lifting both arms, she spun, inspecting every inch of her body. Except for her missing hair, eyebrows, lashes, and pubic hair, she was every inch Megan again. She wondered if her hair would grow back, but right now she hardly cared. Bald didn’t look half bad on her and she could always wear eye makeup and false lashes. The pubic hair didn’t
Standing up, she waded to the far end of the pool where a sparkling waterfall cascaded down a rockery. Without thinking, she reached out to the silvery streams and suddenly noticed she had two arms, two hands. Wonderingly, she inspected her left arm, the missing arm, but it looked normal, flawless, as did her right arm. In awe she ran her hands over her face, her breasts, her belly. The bandages were all gone. Her scars, sores, and puckered skin were once again perfect. What manner of magic was this? A healing pool? Something like The Healing Waters of Lourdes? The only thing that was missing was body hair. Apart from that, she was back to normal. She wished for a mirror now because it was too unbelievable. Maybe she was dreaming and none of it was real. She’d soon wake up still scarred and with oozing sores all over and resembling a mummy.
Julie came in and walked to the edge of the pool. Towels and what looked like a robe were draped over her arm. “Your two hours are over, Megan. How do you feel?”
“I think I’m dreaming. All my scar tissue is gone and so are the sores. And suddenly I have an arm where there wasn’t one.”
“It’s not a dream. This is the healing room. The water in that pool is very special.”
“How come I’ve never heard of this place? People would give anything for this kind of healing. It’s magical.”
“Only a select few are chosen for this type of therapy.”
“It must cost a fortune. My parents aren’t rich. They’re just ordinary farmers, and—“
“Everything is paid for by the benefactor. Don’t worry your pretty head, and I must say it’s a very pretty face that emerged from beneath the bandages.”
“So now that I’m healed, I can leave?”
“Oh, no. After you’re dressed, you’ll start your first group session.”
“Group session? What for?”
“You’ve been through a lot. The body is healed, but the mind still needs attending to.”
“My mind is fine.”
Julie smiled while she rubbed Megan’s body with the warm towels. She handed her the robe. “Here, put this on. You can walk back to your room now.”
“What? No taxi?” Megan managed a giggle.
“Your wounds are healed, but your muscles have been far too inactive. This afternoon you’ll start in the exercise room with the assistance of your own personal trainer.”
“A personal trainer? You’re kidding me. What I’d really like is a telephone.”
“There are no phones in Midhaven. We’re too far away for any connection to be possible.”
“Surely there is contact with the outside world? How do you get your supplies?”
“Midhaven Level Five is self-sufficient. There are large farms located just outside the walls of this facility.”
“What about medical supplies?”
“As I said, we’re self-sufficient.”
“What about the drugs? Vitamins? Surely you don’t manufacture those?”
“Actually, we do. We don’t use drugs as you know them. Everything we have and use is developed from natural resources.”
They’d arrived at her room. Julie opened the door and Megan walked in to find a small pile of clothing on the chair.
“I’ll wait for you while you get dressed,” Julie said and sat on the side of the bed.
Megan picked up the clothes and went to the bathroom. After closing the door, she dropped the robe on the floor and turned to look at the full-length mirror on the door. She gasped. Her skin was flawless again, her face her own and not the grotesque mask she’d expected to see. Lifting both arms, she spun, inspecting every inch of her body. Except for her missing hair, eyebrows, lashes, and pubic hair, she was every inch Megan again. She wondered if her hair would grow back, but right now she hardly cared. Bald didn’t look half bad on her and she could always wear eye makeup and false lashes. The pubic hair didn’t
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