Chapter 56 Chapter 54 Amnesia

"Elizabeth?" I asked. "Ann? Karen? What's your name? Come on! I know you remember." It had been a long time since the therapist lay limp on the operating table—how long, I'm not sure.It's been hours.The sun is shining, but I haven't slept yet.The doctor had already climbed out of the mountain and tore off the tarpaulin. The dazzling sunlight came in through the small hole in the ceiling and shone on my skin, making it a little hot.I moved this unknown woman so she wouldn't get caught. I stroked her cheek and brushed her hair away from her face, her soft brown hair tied with a white lace.

"Julie? Brittany? Angela? Patricia? Close? Tell me, please!" Everyone left a few hours ago, except the doctor, who was dozing quietly in his cot in the darkest corner of the hospital, and some people went to bury the host body we lost.I shudder at the thought of his perplexing question, the sudden relaxation of his face. Why?he ask me. How I wish that spirit waited for me to finish my answer so I could try to explain it to him.He might be able to understand me, after all, after all, what's more important than love?Isn't that the key to everything for the soul?My answer is love.

Maybe, if he waits long enough, he'll see the truth about love.If he can really understand, I can guarantee that he will keep the human body alive. Although, it is likely that such a request seemed absurd to him.The body is his body, not a separate being.His suicide was only to himself, not murder.Only one life was terminated, and perhaps he was right. At least the soul survived, with a dim red light flickering on the freezer where his soul was kept, right next to hers.I couldn't ask for more promises from my human friend than not to hurt him. "Mary? Margaret? Susan? Jill?"

Although the doctor was asleep and I was alone, I could feel the tension left by the others still in the air. The tension continued as the anesthesia wore off and the woman was still awake.She was motionless, still breathing, and her heart was still beating, but despite the doctor's efforts to wake her up, she did not respond. Is it too late?She lost herself?She is gone?As dead as that man? They are all dead?Could it be that only a small number of people can be awakened?Like the hunter's host Lacey, a rebel like Melanie?Is everyone else gone? Lacey is an oddity?Can Melanie come back?Like her or maybe that's the problem?

I haven't lost myself, I'm here.But Meier's inner voice was hesitant, and she was also worried. Yes, you are here and you will be here, I promise. I sighed and kept trying, a doomed effort. "I know you have a name," I said to her. "Is it Rebecca? Alexandra? Olivia? Maybe something simpler like Jane? Gene? Joan?" It's better than doing nothing, I thought sullenly.At least I offer them a way to help themselves out of trouble.Even if I can't help others, I can help hosts who have a sense of resistance. It doesn't look like enough. "You don't respond to me at all," I whispered as I took her hand in both and rubbed it gently. "It would be nice if you could make an effort. My friends are going to be upset and they need some help." Good news, also, Kyle's still out there and it's going to be hard to evacuate everyone without you. This is your home, you know, and these people are your people. They're kind, most of them, you'll like it Their."

The lines of her face were soft and imperceptibly bright—an oval face with regular features.Some, it is difficult to tell the age from the still face.Also expressionless.Unobtrusive but beautiful forty-five, maybe younger, maybe older "They need you," I continued, almost pleading now, "you can help them, you know so much I never Understandable stuff. The doctor works hard, he deserves your help, he is a good man. You have been a therapist for a while, and the doctor's concern for other people's health must infect you. I think you will like the doctor. " "Your name is Sarah? Emily? Kristen?"

I stroked her soft cheek, but there was no response, so I took her limp hand again.I gazed at the blue sky through a small hole in the high ceiling and my mind wandered. "I wonder what they'll do if Kyle never comes back. How long will they hide? Are they going to find a new home elsewhere? It's not easy with so many of them. I wish I could help them, but Even if I could stay, I don't know how. "Maybe they can stay here somehow, and maybe Kyle won't screw things up." I grinned gravely, imagining the odds.Kyle is not a cautious person, however, they need me until this situation resolves.Perhaps, if there were hunters in search, they needed my unsuspecting gig.It's probably going to take a long time, and that makes me feel warm inside, warmer than the sun on my skin.It also makes me appreciate Kyle's recklessness and selfishness, how long will it be before we're sure we're safe?

"I imagined what it would be like here when it was cold. I don't remember much cold time. Also, what if it rained? It's going to rain here, isn't it? On the ceiling So many small holes, it must be very wet. So, where do you sleep?" I sighed, "Maybe I can find the answer, but it's better not to bet. Aren't you curious? If you wake up Come here and you'll know the answer. I really want to know, maybe I'll ask Ian. It's interesting to imagine the changes here. I guess it won't be summer forever." Her fingers trembled in my palm. This took me by surprise because my thoughts had wandered away from this man on the operating table and I was beginning to be in the sad mood that haunts me these days.

I looked down at her, but there was no movement—the hand in my palm was still limp, and she was still expressionless, probably because I imagined it. "Did I just say something that interested you? What did I talk about?" I looked at her face and quickly recalled, "Is it rain? Does it mean change? Change? There are many things ahead of you." Change, no? But first you have to wake up." Her face was expressionless and her hands were motionless. "Then you don't care about change. I can't blame you, and I don't like change. Are you like me? You want summer to last?"

If I hadn't watched her face so closely, I wouldn't have seen the slight twitch of her eyelids. "You like a bitch of summer, don't you?" I asked hopefully. Her lips twitched. "summer?" Her hands trembled. "Your name is - Xia Tian? Xia Tian, ​​what a beautiful name." Her hands were clenched into fists, her lips parted. "Wake up, Summer, I know you can do it. Summer? Listen to me, Summer. Open your eyes, Summer." Her eyes blinked quickly. "Doctor!" I turned my head and called, "Doctor, wake up!" "Ok?"

"I think she's about to wake up!" I turned to look at her again, "Come on, Xia Tian. You can do it, I know it's hard. Summer, summer, summer, open your eyes." Her face contorted - was she in pain? "Give me the painkiller, doctor, hurry up!" She squeezed my hand tightly and opened her eyes.At first, her eyes had no clear target, just scanning a circle of bright caves.What a strange, surprising place it was for her! "You'll be healed, Xia Tian, ​​you'll be fine. Xia Tian, ​​can you hear me?" Her eyes returned to me, her pupils narrowed.Her eyes were wide open, looking at my face intently.She broke away from me, tossing and turning on the operating table, trying to escape, a low, hoarse cry suddenly came from her lips. "No, no, no," she cried, "I can't take it." "doctor!" He was standing on the other side of the operating table, just like the position we had just had when we operated. "It's all right, miss," he reassured, "no one here will hurt you." She closed her eyes tightly and curled up in the thin mattress. "I think her name is Xia Tian." He glanced at me, then made a face. "Your eyes, Xiao Man." He said softly. I blinked and realized the sun was shining on my face. "Oh." I let go of the woman's hand. "Please, no more," she begged, "never again." "Shh," the doctor whispered, "Summer? Everyone calls me Doctor. Nobody's going to hurt you, and you'll be fine." I slipped away from them, into the shadows. "Don't call me that!" she cried. "That's not my name! It's her name, it's hers! Don't call me that again!" I guessed the wrong name. A sense of guilt rose in my heart, Meier objected, this is not your fault, Xia Tian is also the name of human beings. "Of course," the doctor promised her, "what's your name?" "I-I don't know!" she whimpered. "What happened? Who am I? Stop making me someone else." She tossed and turned on the operating table. "Just be quiet, you'll be fine, I promise. No one will force you to be someone else, you will be you, you will remember your name, and everything will return to the way it was." "Who are you?" she demanded, "and who is she? She looks like me before, and I see her eyes!" "I'm a doctor, I'm a human, just like you. Look!" He put his face into the sunlight and winked at her. "We are all individuals, and there are many people here. Seeing you, they Will be very happy." She flinched again: "Humans! I'm afraid of humans!" "No, you're not afraid, the one who was in your body is afraid of humans. She's a spirit, remember? Think about before there, before she came? Back then, you were human, and now you're human again. " "I can't remember my name," she said to the doctor, her voice panicked. "I know, it will recover." "Are you a doctor?" "right." "The front of my team is the same as she was before, a therapist, just like a doctor. Her name is Xia Song, who am I?" "We'll find out, I promise you." I moved slowly to the exit, Trudy would be the doctor's right-hand man, maybe Heidi, someone with a calm face would do. "She's not human!" the woman whispered eagerly to the doctor, her eyes noticing my movement. "She's a friend, don't be afraid, she helped me bring you back." "Where did Xia Song go? She's scared, there are humans here" I took advantage of her not paying attention and slipped out the door. I heard the doctor answer her from behind me: "She's going to a new planet, do you remember where she was before she came here?" I could guess her answer by the name. "She's from Bat Planet? She can fly and she can sing I remember but not there, where am I?" I hurried down the hall to find an assistant for the doctor, and I was surprised to see a light in the huge cave ahead—surprised because it was so quiet here.Often you can hear voices before seeing the light.It's noon now, and there must be someone in the big room with fruits and vegetables, even if they happen to pass by. I stepped out into the bright noonday sun, and there was no one in the open ground. The new tendrils of the melon vines were dark green, darker than the parched earth that nourished them.The land is too dry—irrigation buckets stand on the edge of the field, and water pipes are scattered on the ground along the lines of the furrows, but there is no one to operate this crude tool, which is abandoned on the other side of the field. I stood still, trying to hear something.There was silence in the huge cave, and such silence was ominous. Where did everyone go? Have they evacuated?abandoned me?There was a surge of fear and pain in my heart, but there was no doubt that they would not have evacuated without the doctor, and they would never leave the doctor.I really wanted to run back down the long tunnel to make sure the doctor didn't disappear with me. They ain't leaving us alone, fool.Jared.Neither Jamie nor Ian will leave us behind. you are right.You're right, let's check out the kitchen! I trotted through the silent hallway, and as the silence continued, I grew more and more anxious.Maybe it's just my imagination, and the pounding of my pulse in my ears.Of course, something must have been heard.If I calm down and breathe slowly, I can hear voices. But I ran to the kitchen and it was empty too, no one there.On the table, there was a half-eaten lunch left.There was peanut butter on the last piece of soft bread, an apple and a warm soda can. The stomach reminded me that I hadn't eaten much all day, but I barely felt the hunger-induced stomach cramps, and the panicked feeling was more intense. What if we don't have time to evacuate? No!Mel gasped, no, we'll hear something!Someone will or, will they must still be here, looking for us.They're not going to give up here until every place has been checked.so.It must not be what you think. Unless they're looking for us now. I turned and faced the door, looking through the shadows. I have to go and remind the doctor, if we are the last two, we have to get out of here. No!They can't have gone!Jamie, Jared and their faces are so clear that they seem to be engraved under my nose. And Ian's face, I added my mental image to her memory.Jeb, Trudy, Lily, Heath, Jeffrey.We'll find them, I swear, we'll track them down one by one.Then bring them back!I can't let them take my family away! If I still have any doubts here, this moment dispels all doubts.Never in all my life have I felt such intense emotion, and I gritted my teeth so hard that they clicked. Later, the noisy sound and indistinct voice echoed in the hall and reached my ears, and I listened with bated breath.That was the sound I had been worrying about and pricking up my ears to hear. I quietly leaned against the wall, leaning my body in the shadow there, and listened. that big garden.You can hear the echo there. Sounds like a big crowd. Yes, though.Is it yours or mine? Our people are their people.she corrected. I followed the dimmest shadow and crawled towards the hall.Now, we can hear the voices more clearly, and there are some familiar voices.What does that mean?How much time does it take for a trained hunter to perform implant surgery? It was then, when I reached the mouth of the great cave, that the voices became clearer, and I was relieved—for their cacophony of voices was just as menacing as it had been on my first day here. It must be a human voice. Presumably Kyle is back. I hurried out into the bright sunlight to see what was going on, pain mingled with relief.Relief because my human friend is safe, and pain because if Kyle is back safe, they still need you, Man.They need you more.Much better than needing me. I believe.I can always find an excuse.Mel.There will always be reasons of one kind or another. So stay. With you, you my prisoner? Sensing the commotion in the cave, we stopped arguing. Kyle was back—he was the easiest to spot, the tallest in the crowd, the one with the only face toward me.He was pressed against a distant wall by the crowd.Despite the furious uproar he caused, he himself made no sound, a conciliatory look on his face.He stretched out his arms to his sides, with his palms facing back, as if there was something behind him that he wanted to protect with all his strength. "Just be quiet, okay?" His deep voice drowned out the noise. "Stand back, Jared, you're scaring her!" A lock of black hair peeped from behind his elbow--an unfamiliar face, with black eyes staring in horror, darting furtively from the crowd. Jared is the closest to Kyle, and I can see his neck is flushed.Jamie grabs Jared's arm and stops him.Ian was on his other side, his arms folded across his chest, the muscles in his shoulders tensed.Behind them, except for the doctor and Jeb, the rest of the crowd gathered in a huff.They swarmed behind Jared and Ian, shouting at Kyle. "What are you thinking?" "You're so courageous!" "Why did you come back?" Jeb stayed in the back corner, just watching. Sharon's beautiful hair caught my eye, and I was surprised to see her standing in the middle of the crowd with Meggie.Since the doctor and I cured Jamie, the two of them have rarely participated in the public life here, never appearing in the crowd. It was a protest, Mel guessed, they were not used to happy lives.But they welcome anger. I think she's probably right, which is disturbing. I heard a high-pitched voice ask some angry questions, and I realized that Lacey was part of the crowd. "Xiao Man?" Kyle's voice overwhelmed the noise again, I looked up and saw his deep blue eyes staring at me, "Where are you! Can you come here and help me?"