>"Trich, prep patient 201," Doctor Candy ordered before walking over to a working desk full of papers, files, folders, and a laptop.It took me a moment to register that I was the patient 201 who needed to be prepped when a young man in a lab coat with his short hair died green, approached me with, "This way, Sir." "What am I being prepped for?" I asked but instead, I overheard Doctor Candy tell Neil, "Make sure he doesn't make a mess," and Neil was beside me the next instant with the fakest smile I had ever seen. And I had been Claire Devereux's friend once. Now what would make me want to cause a mess? I was led towards an ordinary chair as Trich pulled my sleeve up before getting an injection ready."What's that? What are you injecting in me?" I asked expressing some of my suspicion. It wasn't out of character, anyone who had lost their memories would be suspicious of people who claimed to be helping but never allowed a moment of privacy. "I thought you said you
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