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The space formed a flawless circle, its walls bathed in a calming shade of light blue. At the room’s center sat an
ergonomic recliner designed for comfort, while a sophisticated brainwave monitor hummed with quiet precision
in the corner.
“Mr. Wright, today we'll attempt a different therapeutic approach,” Dr. Brooks explained, his tone measured and
professional. “You might experience sdiscomfort during the process, but this method has proven remarkably
effective for untangling memory confusion and retrieving lost memories.”
“I understand,” Elwood replied, nodding before settling into the treatment chair with quiet compliance.
After securing several monitoring devices to Elwood’s head and arms, Dr. Brooks retrieved a syringe from the
medical cart beside them. “I'm going to administer a medication that will reduce your anxiety and promote deep
relaxation. This injection will help you reach the necessary mental state for the treatment quickly.”
The needle slid into his vein, and Elwood immediately felt a cool sensation spreading through his bloodstream.
His eyelids grew increasingly heavy, weighted down by the medication’s effects.
“Close your eyes now and concentrate solely on my voice,” Dr. Brooks said, his words seeming to drift from
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsomewhere far away. “Picture yourself standing before a door, and beyond that door lie all your forgotten
memories.”
Elwood felt his consciousness descending, as if melting into a cloud of pure softness. He tried to resist the
overwhelming sensation, but the medication quickly asserted its influence, slowing his thoughts to a languid
crawl.
“When you push open this door, you'll discover a long hallway stretching before you, with numerous rooms lining
both sides.” Dr. Brooks’ voice continued weaving its hypnotic guidance around Elwood. “The specific room we
seek bears the nCarola...”
Elwood’s heart suddenly launched into a frantic rhythm at the sound of that name. The brainwave monitor
erupted with violent fluctuations, its readings spiking tically. His eyes remained clenched shut, but his
brow furrowed with strain, and the muscles in his arms trembled with involuntary spasms. He was resisting with
every fiber of his being.
“Elwood, don’t fight these feelings,” Dr. Brooks said, his tone sharp and authoritative. “The memories locked in
that room are fabrications—false images your mind constructed to protect itself after the trauma. Our task is to
restructure and organize them properly.”
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“Picture yourself stepping into that room...” Dr. Brooks’ voice flowed like silk, weaving its way through Elwood’s
mind. “You'll discover that every memory you hold of Carola appears blurred and twisted—sof them never
existed at all, just your imagination.”
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