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incident and Wren breathed a deep sigh of relief. Kyr identified
himself to the guard on duty and asked for a doctor by name. The
guard assured them that the physician was on duty and then ushered
them inside.
Wren felt ill. It didn’t matter where in the
universe you were, hospitals apparently all looked and smelled the
same. Her skin felt too tight and her lungs simply refused to
cooperate and draw breath. She clutched at Kyr’s hand, “I can’t do
this. I was wrong.”
At that moment an older man stepped into the
hallway. He had long white hair that was tied back in a braid and
he wore a simple uniform of a dark pants and a white tunic. He
bowed to Kyr and Wren. “Welcome, Kyr. Welcome. I am so happy you
have arrived.”
“Thank you, Amri,” he said. To Wren, he
added, “Amri is a respected physician and an old family friend. He
and my father served together.”
Struggling to pull herself together, Wren
said, “It is a pleasure to meet you, Amri.”
“Amri, this is Wren Marlowe. My mate.”
Amri clapped his hands together in front of
his face and bowed his head before raising his hands skywards. “The
heavens be praised! Welcome, my dear child! Welcome. But why have
you come to this place and not to my home, Kyr? Nura will be most
displeased that you did not visit with her!”
“We are not really here to visit, Amri. We
need access to an HC Scanner. Wren’s memories of the night the
girls were taken has been tampered with. We must access those
memories to learn who was responsible, and hopefully track the
others.”
Amri’s smile faded. “I will help you do this,
but it is very dangerous, Kyr. Things here are not as they would
seem.”
Kyr nodded, “I am beginning to understand
that. Thank you, Amri.”
Amri reached for Wren’s hand. “You will come
with me, child. It does not hurt, but it is very noisy,” he
explained.
“Kyr?”
“I will stay with you,” he said, walking
behind her.
They entered a small room at the end of the
hall. In the middle was a white chair. Eyeing the wrist and ankle
restraints on the chair, Wren balked. “No, no,” Amri said. “Those
are not for you. We will not need them, so long as you can hold
still.”
Wren nodded and allowed him to help her into
the chair. Her hands clenched the arms of the chair brutally, her
knuckles showing white. While Amri placed the tiny electrodes on
her forehead and behind her ears, Kyr sat down at a desk in the far
corner of the room and began to type on a holographic screen that
appeared in front of him. He spoke quietly, but she knew that he
was contacting Lexian to ask for help. When Amri had finished and
began to walk away, panic hit her full force. Memories of the
treatments she had undergone as a child assailed her.
Suddenly, Kyr’s hands covered hers as he
crouched beside her. “Nothing and no one will harm you,” he
said.
“I know. I just want this over with.”
“Now,” Amri said, moving a large hoop into
place around her head. “This will move around very quickly.... you
must not move or it could injure you. It will be very loud. Try not
to jump.”
Wren agreed and he stepped over to a desk
where he pressed a series of buttons. The loop around her head
began to circulate, growing faster and faster. The whirring sound
was deafening and the site of the loop moving at the dizzying pace
before her eyes nearly made her ill.
“Close your eyes,” Kyr said. “I will be
here.”
Wren did as he suggested and the roaring of
the loop began to fade away. Instead, she was in a room with other
girls. It was at one of the many hospitals she had been in as a
teenager. Memories began to crowd together in her skull, pushing
their way forward, jumbling over top of one another. Suddenly, she
was a child again and was being walked through the woods by the
Aldacyian. His hands were rough as he jerked her along behind him.
The memories shifted further back and again she was in a room with
several girls, but they were
incident and Wren breathed a deep sigh of relief. Kyr identified
himself to the guard on duty and asked for a doctor by name. The
guard assured them that the physician was on duty and then ushered
them inside.
Wren felt ill. It didn’t matter where in the
universe you were, hospitals apparently all looked and smelled the
same. Her skin felt too tight and her lungs simply refused to
cooperate and draw breath. She clutched at Kyr’s hand, “I can’t do
this. I was wrong.”
At that moment an older man stepped into the
hallway. He had long white hair that was tied back in a braid and
he wore a simple uniform of a dark pants and a white tunic. He
bowed to Kyr and Wren. “Welcome, Kyr. Welcome. I am so happy you
have arrived.”
“Thank you, Amri,” he said. To Wren, he
added, “Amri is a respected physician and an old family friend. He
and my father served together.”
Struggling to pull herself together, Wren
said, “It is a pleasure to meet you, Amri.”
“Amri, this is Wren Marlowe. My mate.”
Amri clapped his hands together in front of
his face and bowed his head before raising his hands skywards. “The
heavens be praised! Welcome, my dear child! Welcome. But why have
you come to this place and not to my home, Kyr? Nura will be most
displeased that you did not visit with her!”
“We are not really here to visit, Amri. We
need access to an HC Scanner. Wren’s memories of the night the
girls were taken has been tampered with. We must access those
memories to learn who was responsible, and hopefully track the
others.”
Amri’s smile faded. “I will help you do this,
but it is very dangerous, Kyr. Things here are not as they would
seem.”
Kyr nodded, “I am beginning to understand
that. Thank you, Amri.”
Amri reached for Wren’s hand. “You will come
with me, child. It does not hurt, but it is very noisy,” he
explained.
“Kyr?”
“I will stay with you,” he said, walking
behind her.
They entered a small room at the end of the
hall. In the middle was a white chair. Eyeing the wrist and ankle
restraints on the chair, Wren balked. “No, no,” Amri said. “Those
are not for you. We will not need them, so long as you can hold
still.”
Wren nodded and allowed him to help her into
the chair. Her hands clenched the arms of the chair brutally, her
knuckles showing white. While Amri placed the tiny electrodes on
her forehead and behind her ears, Kyr sat down at a desk in the far
corner of the room and began to type on a holographic screen that
appeared in front of him. He spoke quietly, but she knew that he
was contacting Lexian to ask for help. When Amri had finished and
began to walk away, panic hit her full force. Memories of the
treatments she had undergone as a child assailed her.
Suddenly, Kyr’s hands covered hers as he
crouched beside her. “Nothing and no one will harm you,” he
said.
“I know. I just want this over with.”
“Now,” Amri said, moving a large hoop into
place around her head. “This will move around very quickly.... you
must not move or it could injure you. It will be very loud. Try not
to jump.”
Wren agreed and he stepped over to a desk
where he pressed a series of buttons. The loop around her head
began to circulate, growing faster and faster. The whirring sound
was deafening and the site of the loop moving at the dizzying pace
before her eyes nearly made her ill.
“Close your eyes,” Kyr said. “I will be
here.”
Wren did as he suggested and the roaring of
the loop began to fade away. Instead, she was in a room with other
girls. It was at one of the many hospitals she had been in as a
teenager. Memories began to crowd together in her skull, pushing
their way forward, jumbling over top of one another. Suddenly, she
was a child again and was being walked through the woods by the
Aldacyian. His hands were rough as he jerked her along behind him.
The memories shifted further back and again she was in a room with
several girls, but they were
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