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Kate woke to a doctor shaking her. Coming out of the deep hypnotic state, she was drowsy and confused. A man was talking to her. Several people were in the room; security guards, people in scrubs and others in suits. She tried to collect her thoughts to figure out why she was surrounded by all these people. The security guards were watching her. The two men in suits appeared to be arguing.
“What’s happening?” She asked. No one answered. Everyone was staring at her. She was trying to hear what the two men in suits were saying. “What’s happening?”
The doctor who was shaking her announced to the others in the room: “She’s out of it. She’s awake now.”
One of the suits sat in the chair beside her. He glanced at her chart. “Ms. Pierson, can you tell me what happened? What do you remember? I understand if you are a confused, you were hypnotized, right?”
The other suit interrupted. “Answer the question,” An angered look on his face.
Kate looked around the room and finally caught Ramona’s eye. “What happened Ramona?”
The angry suit shot a glance at Ramona, “She’s one of yours? She needs to answer the question.”
The nice suit was growing tired of the angry suit’s accusing tone. “If you will stop for a minute and let her wake up,” He turned to Kate. “Ms. Pierson, do you remember what happened?”
“No. I don’t know why all of you are here.”
“You were hypnotized.” Nice suit said.
“Yes, he wanted to know about a dream I had.” She scanned the room. “Where is he, Doctor Riley?”
The nice suit studied her confusion. It seemed genuine. She had not noticed the window. He could tell her discomfort was from waking suddenly being surrounded.
“What is the last thing you remember about Doctor Riley?” Nice suit asked in a soothing tone.
“He told me to relax; we were in a safe place.” Kate answered. “Where is he? Will somebody tell me what happened?”
“Dr. Riley killed himself about fifteen minutes ago, apparently while you were under hypnosis.”
“What?” She went pale with fright.
“He jumped out that window.” The nice suit pointed to an empty window casing on the other side of the room. “I heard the glass breaking from my office next door. I came in and found you asleep on the couch. I went to the window and saw Doctor Riley, well, I’m afraid he didn’t survive the fall.”
The number five flashed in her mind, a large number five like the one she saw when she exited the elevator on Doctor Riley’s floor. She knew a jump from this height would surely kill someone. Everyone in the room was looking at her, waiting for a reaction from her. Her complexion grew pale as she came to realize what happened. Slight memories tickled at her consciousness trying to come out of the darkness. She had conversations.
“They think you did this.”
She noticed that no one in the room spoke. Her eyes darted wildly as the memories from the last two days came back to her, and the pieces of conversation she had with Doctor Riley. She started to worry.
The voice from nowhere came again. “Stay calm, I will get you through this.”
“I don’t remember.” She answered to almost every question. The memories from the last two days were screaming at her but she had no recollection of the hypnosis.
The nice suit, whom she found out was a colleague of Doctor Riley’s, Doctor Steve Watson, helped her cope with the events of the day. He, along with Ramona, stayed by her side during the police questioning. Soon, they were the only ones left in the room.
“Kate, I am going to put you down for two weeks leave of absence. You have plenty of vacation time left but I might be able to get this time off with pay.” Ramona stated.
“I think, I, I don’t know what has happened.” Kate added.
“You are stressed and probably have a mild case of shock. I agree. You need to take a couple of weeks. If you want, I can make myself available for you.” Doctor Watson suggested.
“No, no more psych exams.” Kate sounded scared.
“Honey, is there someone you can call to take you home?” Ramona asked.
“No.” Kate appeared on the verge of tears.
“Where do you live?” Doctor Watson asked.
“Sweetwater, behind the north side post office.”
“Good, it’s close. Ramona, do I have your permission to take her home? I will drive her car, drop her off and catch a cab back here.”
“Sounds good to me, thanks for doing that.”
“Not a problem. Can you walk to the car or should we get a wheelchair?”
“I can make it. Thank you Doctor Watson.”
“Call me Steve.” He said as he scribbled on a prescription pad. “Ramona can you call these in to the pharmacy over on
will stop by and get them on the way to her house.”
Ramona looked at the prescription. “Good idea, help her rest. Take care Kate. If you feel like coming back early you call me and we will talk about it okay?”
“Okay, thanks Ramona.”