I strode down the corridor. My head was clear, there was no pain, and I felt better than I had in a long time. But it was temporary, almost an illusion.

“What you are proposing is madness!” Laurent had followed me from the room and was hurrying down the corridor.

“Probably,” I smiled.

“Wait, you must wait. You see, when you fell unconscious I didn’t know what to do. I said that there was only really one place to turn for help. It was the Mnemosyne lab that I meant. I didn’t know then what you ha...