"Is he still not awake?" the guard asked. Heather lowered her gaze."No. His body has recovered significantly. However, the explosion from that research project caused severe damage to his physiological systems. Add to that the infighting within his family, which delayed his treatment, and we missed the critical window for recovery."Now, we can only rely on neural stimulation to try and wake him up." Her voice was calm, but her excitement betrayed it. She was waiting for him to return. After glancing at the time, the guard left. Once the door clicked shut, Heather pressed a hidden button, revealing a concealed passageway. She followed it to its end, stepping into a pristine, all-white room. Though it resembled a hospital ward, it was more like a private sanctuary. In the center lay a man, motionless. An IV drip delivered nutrients to his frail body. "Jay, I'm back. The neural interface responded more today. Maybe you can sense me now, just a little more."Heather smi
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