Sam had started to smile, a flicker returned to his eyes, he
moved about the common room talking to other patients and his screaming almost
disappeared from the time I had joined. Physically, his health seemed to be
getting better too. He would smile at me and talk to me about his visions of
his family, his life and how he couldn’t wait to leave the facility and be out
in the world again. I must say, he was very charming and didn’t seem like a
patient at a mental facility at all. He told me about the hazy figure in the
distance in his visions and how close he was trying to understand who it was.
It all seemed such normal behavior and conversation, there didn’t seem to be
the slightest need for him being in the facility.
Within two weeks of my
joining the hospital, Mr. Conrad asked me to meet me in his office and
congratulated me on my work. “I really didn’t do anything, it was all him” I
said and smiled. He went on to tell me that if things went well, within two
more weeks, Sam could be moved to another home where hospital-like conditions
were not enforced but was still a place for the mentally disturbed to be put up.
“It’s a wonderful idea Mr.
Conrad, Sam would be much more at ease if that actually works out”, I said.
“Well, that’s what we are hoping for Miss Barton”, he said and stood up.
“And
oh yes, before I forget, the main reason I had called you here was to let you
know of a new drug the research wing has come up with. They are currently
packaging it for some of the patients. It took months to develop the correct
formula and the tests were finally successful with the help of a new semi
synthetic opiate compound, I won’t bore you with the details, but you can just
pick up a batch for Sam from the research building before you go back. It’s a
calming drug and it will also numb side effect pains of the other medicines he
takes. Give him one every night for one week and we will see how he is reacting
to it, okay?”
“Okay Mr. Conrad, I’ll do that”, I said and left his office.
When I returned with the medicines, I told Sam about him
possibly being moved out of the hospital. He looked a little dejected for a bit
and then looked up and smiled,
”You know, I had another vision yesterday night
when you were not here. The hazy figure was closer than ever before but was
still misshapen, I still can’t figure out who it could be. I am one hundred percent
sure these visions are from the future; my heart, soul, mind says that without
even lingering about it so maybe my leaving this place could lead to some sort
of closure on this, don’t you think?” “Well, that’s a marvelous way to look at
the bright side of everything Sam, and now that you’re doing so much better, it
could very well be!”, I said and smiled at him.
Suddenly and almost
mischievously, Sam said, “Or maybe after I leave from here, you and I could
start something, you know, for all I know maybe you are that hazy figure in my
visions”, grinning from ear to ear.
He
had brown eyes with flecks of green in them and with the flicker that had
returned to them, they seemed to be alive entities of their own. My thoughts
returned to Mr. Conrad’s eyes for a second- they seemed so black and still
compared to Sam’s. I shook myself out of the trail of thoughts about people’s
eyes.
“Well, I shall give it a thought Sam.” The muscles around my
mouth seemed to have gotten stuck in the smile. I took a deep breath and said “Anyway,
Mr. Conrad has sent a new medicine that will calm you better at night. I’ll put
them on the table before I go.”
“Okay, thanks Janice”, Sam smiled. “I’ll write for some time
in my journal before I sleep, leave the light on, okay? Goodnight”
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