REPORTING THE FIASCO (1)

His eyes opened up to greet the all-familiar metallic ceiling. Even though he was physically unharmed, right now he felt as if he had been run over by a thousand-ton beast.

"Wakey wakey, you're finally up."

Moving his head to the left to see the man wearing a white coat hovering above him At an extremely close distance.

Alan: "It feels like a déjà vu."

Dr. Han: "It brings back a lot of good memories."

Alan: "Not for me."

Dr. Han: "How are you feeling right now?"

Alan: "Lethargic, tired, I just want to go back to sleep. What happened to me?"

Dr. Han: "What is the last thing you remember?"

Alan: "Getting into the pod to start my AIT session, then a great deal of pain after that, nothing."

Dr. Han: "Well, you remember, you just went too hard in your anti-interrogation training. Why don't you get some rest, and I will wake you up when the treatment is ready?"

Alan: "Thanks, Dr. Han."