“By tomorrow you will lose your memory completely. Then you will be on the next step of the treatment.” He left the room.
At the moment, my hope that I would return to Earth someday began to crumble. I must remember who I am! I tugged at the cord at my temple. I felt fine. I pulled another off and waited. Still nothing happened. I took a deep breath before pulling the last cord from my head. I felt fine. I sat up in the glass case.
The walls began to wobble, a little at first then more intensely. I felt nauseous and weak, my heart racing. I thought I was having a heart attack. Then I blacked out.
–from the book, THE SPACE HERMITS.