Soul Searcher

Chapter 2 – Flatline

“Move, move, move! Come on, out of the way!” yelled a sweaty-faced paramedic as he and his partner led the stretcher-trolley from the ambulance into the entrance corridor of the Emergency Room. The place was already overloaded with victims from the terrible accident on the Freeway, as well as numerous representatives from daily newspapers, radio and even television. A white-coated doctor grabbed hold of the trolley in the corridor and...

Chapter 3 – Airline Pilots & Surgeons

Marcus, his head and right hand swathed in bandages, slowly opened his eyes and tried to focus. He could just make out the bed in front of him, a TV on a table, a chair and various medical machines. His vision was blurred and he felt dizzy and unsteady. There was a nurse at his side, checking various syringes and drips. She sensed his gaze on her and looked at him, pressing a call button to summon the doctor. “Good afternoon, Mr...

Chapter 17 – Why Me?

It was early evening and Marcus was lying on a consulting bed in the small observation room in the hypnotic regression centre where he’d previously met Sarah, the woman who had been treated by Constance. He was very still. There was a DVD camera filming him from the ceiling, and Walter, Hemlo and Constance were watching from behind the glass observation panel. A hypnotist, bearded, in his mid forties and dressed casually in a thick...