“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.