Stephanie helped Allen into the hot bath, trying to relax his tense muscles. As he settled in, she noticed that he was moving slowly, his actions labored. "Hey, are you okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face. Allen nodded, his eyes closed. "Yeah, I'm fine." But Stephanie wasn't convinced. She had never seen her brother like this before. He was always so full of energy, so vibrant. Now, he seemed drained, exhausted and she knew that it wasn't because of his injury. As she helped him wash his body, he suddenly leaned forward, his body convulsing. Stephanie rushed to grab a towel as he threw up, the water splashing everywhere. "Oh my god, Allen!" she exclaimed, alarm rising. "You need to see a doctor!" But Allen shook his head, his face pale. "No, I'm fine. Just...just tired." Stephanie frowned, unconvinced. "Tired? You're throwing up, Allen! Something's wrong!" But Allen refused to listen, his jaw set in a stubborn line. "I said I'm fine, Steph. Drop it." Stephanie sighed
Allen's eyes snapped open, his heart racing as he gasped for air. He was met with an unfamiliar ceiling and the beeping of machines. He tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his head, forcing him back onto the pillow."What...where am I?" he stammered, looking around the hospital room.A nurse rushed to his side, a warm smile on her face. "Mr. Allen, you're in the hospital. You've been in an accident."Allen's memories were hazy, but he recalled a strange dream - a dream that felt more real than his current surroundings. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog."I don't want to be here," he said, his voice firm. "I want to leave. Now."The nurse's expression turned sympathetic. "I'm afraid that's not possible, Mr. Allen. You need to rest and recover."Allen's gaze turned cold. "I don't care about your rules. I want out of here."He threw off the covers and swung his legs over the side of the bed, despite the pain and dizziness. The nurse tried to assist him, but Allen shru
"Please, Doctor," Allen begged, his voice cracking with desperation. "Don't let them take me. I'll do anything. Just please, don't let them." Dr. Thompson's expression softened, seeing the genuine fear in Allen's eyes. He looked at Agent Jackson, who was watching the exchange with an unreadable expression. "What's going on here?" Dr. Thompson demanded. "What do you want with Allen?" Agent Jackson's gaze didn't waver. "I've already told you, Doctor. Allen's in danger. We need to take him into protective custody." But Allen was shaking his head, his eyes wild with fear. "No, no, no. You don't understand. They'll kill me. They'll make me disappear." Dr. Thompson's doubts were growing. Something wasn't right here. He looked at Allen, seeing the desperation in his eyes. "I'm not going to let you take him," Dr. Thompson said finally, his voice firm. "Not until I know what's going on. Allen, can you tell me what's happening?" Allen's eyes locked onto Dr. Thompson's, filled with
As he burst through the doors, he saw a figure in the distance. It was Allen, standing in the shadows, his eyes fixed on something in the distance. Dr. Thompson rushed towards him, but as he reached his side, Allen turned to him, his eyes filled with a warning. "Don't trust anyone," he whispered, before disappearing into the night once again. Dr. Thompson was left standing alone in the hospital corridor, his mind reeling with questions. What did Allen mean by "don't trust anyone"? Who was behind the sinister forces that seemed to be closing in on them? He decided to investigate further and started by reviewing Allen's medical records. As he scrolled through the files, he noticed something strange - a small notation in the corner of one of the pages, almost imperceptible. It read: "Project Erebus". Dr. Thompson's heart skipped a beat. What was Project Erebus? He knew he had to find out. He began to dig deeper, searching for any mention of the project in the hospital's databa
Dr. Thompson sat at his computer, his hands shaking slightly as he inserted the hacking tool into the USB port. He took a deep breath, his eyes scanning the empty office before focusing on the screen.The device sprang to life, its interface flashing on the monitor. Dr. Thompson's fingers flew across the keyboard, his mind racing with the possibilities.As he navigated the hospital's mainframe, he stumbled upon a hidden folder labeled "Project Erebus". His heart skipped a beat.With trembling hands, he opened the folder, revealing a trove of classified documents and video files. Dr. Thompson's eyes widened as he began to read, his mind reeling with the implications.The documents detailed a secret government program aimed at developing mind control techniques using advanced neuroscience and psychology. The test subjects were patients with traumatic brain injuries, deemed "expendable" by the program's administrators.Dr. Thompson felt a wave of horror wash over him. He had to act fast.
On the account to make Allen better and bring him to total safety, project Erebus must be avoided by all means, and at the same time there must be enough equipment to see through the safety of Allen…This time things are already getting tough at the moment but Allen is nowhere close to giving up at all, his determination is so high that what mouth can tell though he knows that there are still a lot of battles to deal with and many struggles to face at the moment. One thing he is surely happy about is the fact that he has faced things squarely and even though he does not have the world for him, he has few people who are as well rooting for his safety. How are we going to get out of here? “Doctor Kim asked” On the way to her asking she was so determined just like Allen to get things done and get out of the place. Why are you fidgeting? “Doctor Kim asked Doctor Thompson” I am not actually “Doctor Thompson said his voice shaking while replying” He knows exactly what Project Erebus is
Finally, his colleague picked up the call. Dr. Kim moved closer to Dr. Thompson to listen to the conversation. Suddenly the call dropped. Why all of these, Dr. Kim lamented knowing fully well that this is the only way to get Allen out of there and make him okay again. “She looked at her back and stared at Allen to know how he was fairing and if there was anything that could be done to put him on a better level than this…. At this moment Dr. Kim was so off and didn’t know what to do but she summoned herself together to make things work out. Put a call through again to your colleague we need this, we truly need this “She spoke these words with eagerness putting all her hopes High and looking forward to a positive response this time around” Dr. Thompson wouldn’t just get himself back together and make things work out, still with his fidgeting hands, he placed his hand on the cell phone and dialed the number again” If there was anyone with a lost hope in the room, then that’s Dr. Thomp
One thing I am sure about is that you know more about this than I do and you have seen a lot the last time you were here with him but do you know what we can do to fix all of these happenings, we need to save him and get out of here as soon as possible before we get into a forever danger “Dr. Kim explained to Dr. Thompson and asked him there is something that can be done that would keep them safe and perhaps they if they able to get Allen out of here they have the chance to come back and fix all the wrongs that Agent Jackson has caused”… I don’t know because at this moment I am confused as well, you should know that right from that time all I have been fighting for is to see Allen back to life and make him feel okay but at this moment Agent Jackson has done huge harm than good to him and at this moment I am scared it is more than what I can’t handle at the moment. “Dr. Thompson answered” Everywhere got silent for a moment apart from the beeping clicking and making sounds beside Al