NovelOnline"Alright," | nodded, my voice firm but lighthearted, like | was agreeing to some everyday plan instead of a pact of trust.
| believe in you.
"Let's head back home," | murmured, trying to make my tone sound casual and hopeful.
Colin's fingers were trembling - a telltale sign he was nearing his limit. As we stepped outside, right on cue, Dexter and the people from the mental health sanatorium arrived.
Talk about perfect timing.
"He escaped. | figured he'd come to you," Dexter said, his brow furrowed in concern, his voice deep and his gaze on Colin icy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Carl's dropped the charges, and the paperwork's almost through. I'm taking him back home. We don't need any hospital treatment!" My grip on Colin's hand tightened, silently vowing to myself.
I'm not letting anyone take him away again.
"Sorry, we have our protocols at the clinic," Damian interjected,
strolling in with an air of nonchalance, as though he'd let a pet slip away on purpose, only to reel it back in at his leisure.
He gave Colin a meaningful look and smiled. "Colin, it's time to return. Have you forgotten our conversation?" Instinctively, | glanced back at Colin. "Don't listen to him, don't even look..." I had this nagging feeling Damian was hypnotizing Colin.
Colin's grip faltered, his hand slowly unclasping from mine.
My heart raced, panic-stricken, | shook my head furiously at Colin.
"Damian, you bastard, what have you done to him!" In a frenzy, I lunged at Damian, only to be yanked back by the collar of my shirt.
| turned, shocked and scared, to face Colin. He pulled me into his embrace, holding on stubbornly.
It seemed like he was about to collapse, yet protecting me was his primal instinct.
Tears stung my eyes as | faced Damian again. "You're insane..." Damian frowned, apparently taken aback himself. He whispered to his colleague, "What dosage?" "We increased the meds..." the doctor replied anxiously.
Damian checked the time.
"Heh..." A cold laugh escaped his lips. "Once gamma- hydroxybutyrate enters the system, the chemicals induce polarization in neurons, altering the electrical charges inside the cell membrane..." My breath trembled as | watched him warily.
"It leads to ion channel blockage, slowing down communication between the brain and central nervous system... In a matter of minutes, a normal person would be like someone intoxicated - brain activity decreases, bodily sensations suppressed..." | clenched my fists, my eyes red as | turned back to Colin. He was unsteady on his feet, leaning on me for support, yet fiercely protective, his eyes bloodshot.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"As his blood sugar rises, his breathing will slow, deepen, his heartbeat beginning to decelerate..." Damian calmly narrated the expected effects on Colin.
"But him, after being medicated at the sanatorium and escaping... finding you... that's twenty-three minutes." Damian was shocked by Colin's control over his body and his intense mental focus.
For Damian, this was a terrifying phenomenon because no ordinary human can withstand chemical substances.
Injected with a high dose, a person enters a dizzying state, slowly losing intellect and memory, like a senseless infant.
Completely at the mercy of others...
And during Colin's time at the sanatorium, Damian had done more than just medicate him. There were psychological interventions, mental disruptions, and hypnotherapy.
"I'm curious to see how long he can last," Damian said, a sudden interest sparking in him as he waved off his colleagues from seizing Colin. He flashed me a grin, glancing at his watch.
"Colin, come here." His voice was like the ring of Pavlov's bell in an experiment, designed to compel someone losing consciousness to obey.
| knew Damian was taunting me.
He wanted me to realize that human emotions could never triumph over chemical substances.
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