Chapter Three - Teaser

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The saga of M continues this weekend, as he struggles to understand what is happening, and what he is part of. Here is a brief teaser for the upcoming chapter.

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Chapter Three - Doctor

I awoke, if I ever was asleep, staring into a clipboard that hovered above my face. The guy wasn't wearing anything that would identify him as a doctor but I figured he had to be – he had that look of someone that studied your personal areas. A curvy woman with horn rimmed glasses and a rat’s nest of hair stood next to him. She smelled of roses dipped in Clorox.

 
"I said do you often have this loss of consciousness?"
 

"Sorry?"

He looked at the woman, she grimaced, he said something under his breath.

"I see. You have had another one.” He wrote something on the clipboard. “Do you remember coming in here? They told me you were in a diner." His thick grey mustache danced as he spoke. "You don't seem to have any injuries, except for that nasty cut on your forearm. I thought about stitching it but thought that —"

Three parallel steri-strips were pasted against the partially scabbed over gash. 

"Shit. My knee!" 

I threw back the white sheet, unaware of my nakedness. The woman didn't turn away but lurched forward, her eyes widened.

"You been having problems with your knee?"

I ran my hands along the smooth, unbroken skin covering my left kneecap. I glanced at my right, just in case I was wrong. Neither of them had a scratch.

The doctor glanced at the clipboard. "Have you had problems with an addictive substance? Previous psychological treatment? Exhibitionist tendencies?" 

The woman smiled at me.

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Full Chapter this weekend...