Alex Markovich. Amnesia

Sam’s turn in the line had finally come.

Have a seat Mr. Lloyd, uttered the nurse and pointed to the armchair.

Sam sat.

Ok.., all documents are ready… just needing your final approval… your final agreement, – and the nurse gave Sam the pad where he had to put his “signature”. Sam touched the necessary part with his thumb.

Follow me, – said the nurse and pointed to the room.

Sam lay down on a special bed.

Sweet dreams, – wished the nurse and closed the door.

Sam woke up in two hours. He felt wonderfully restored.

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