This choice: You received the transplant. • Go Back...Chapter #2You received the transplant. by: Wassel "Well, I'm not entirely sure how to break this to you..." Kerry continued, rubbing awkwardly at the back of his neck. "But, well... Although you are in full recovery and your injuries are in no way life threatening now, I'm afraid it was a much different story after the paramedics pulled you from the wreckage. You were in a critical condition when you arrived, and there really was very little we could do to save your life..."
Hearing this, his words didn't really make any sense. Having just informed you moments before that you'd come out of the accident with little more than a few bumps and scrapes. How could he go from that to having been on the verge of death? Making out in fact like you had actually died.
"But... but... You said I was fine."
"You are." He again assured you, "...now that you are in this body." The use of 'this' sending a shiver straight down your spine. Recalling that conversation they'd been having when you'd first woken up. The one you'd quickly dismissed as little more than a dream. "It was your original body I'm afraid that wasn't quite so lucky." Having seemingly not been dreaming at all.
No way...
"Now I know this might be difficult for you to understand right now, but Dr. Saunders and I have been doing research in the field of brain transplantation for well over twenty years, and faced with little options at the time, we took it upon ourselves to use that very research to keep you alive. To transplant a portion of your brain into a donor body using an experimental new surgery I devised. If we hadn't, you wouldn't be laying here talking to me right now."
You couldn't quite believe what he was saying, despite how serious both he and his colleague looked. Not wanting to accept that this was real. That they'd really done something like that to you. Your mind instantly rejecting it as your eyes scanned around the room, looking desperately for your friend Randall. Telling yourself that it has to be some kind of prank or something, and that if there was a practical joke being made, he was certain to be somewhere near by. He wasn't anywhere to be seen though, and despite your reluctance, you knew deep down, in your heart of hearts, this wasn't actually the case. Dr. Kerry was telling the truth.
"Tim...?" he questioned you. Waving a hand in front of your face. "Did you hear what I just said?"
"Yuh-yuh-yeah," you stuttered. Trying to get to grips with all this. "You... You're saying that I'm... I'm in someone else's body right now? That I'm not me anymore?" Definitely noticing now, that the croaky voice coming out of your mouth was most definitely not your own.
"In a manner of speaking, yes," he replied. Knowing fine well this was coming, but even still, it felt like someone had just dropped a ten ton weight on your head.
"Oh God," you yelped. Becoming rather frantic as the magnitude of your situation suddenly sunk in. "Who then? Who's body am I in?"
Doctor Kerry took a deep breath before answering this. Looking rather nervous again. "Well... That's the other thing I have to tell you. You see, as I said before, the procedure is very new and very experimental, and there really wasn't many viable donors available to us at the time. That is why we had no choice but to put you in the body of..."
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