Halo Sixteen: Chirin:
-Six Months Ago-
Hazy blue eyes pulled open. His vision was blurry while his head felt like it was underwater.
His brain was just recovering from all of the drugs they had gave him over the past week. He could barely form a rational thought in his head. It hurt his body to do anything.
Why does it hurt so much?
The patient began to remember little things. Some things were clear while others weren't. He began to remember where he was, but not why.
The details were hazy. He had wandered out into an alley in a strung-out daze. His clothes were covered in blood. Whose blood was it? He couldn't see any faces or recall what happened. The next thing to follow was blaring sirens.
"Get your hands up!" the police shouted. The poor boy had no choice but to comply. He couldn't speak in the interrogation room. The police's questions sounded muffled to him. He blinked with glassy-looking eyes. After three days, he ended up being committed to Chou Mori Institution.
He could remember details of being in the institution. That bad doctor and his staff had him tied down to the bed day and night. He could still feel the needles being injected into his left eye, his tongue, and his arms.
He couldn't remember what day it was or why he was here. They assumed that he committed a violent murder. Funny thing, they couldn't find the bodies. No one had been reported missing in Ikebukuro. The police still had his clothes.
His empty eyes darted towards the door when he heard it opening. She came back to abuse him again. The protégé read over the patient's chart.
"Chirin-kun," she said. "How are you today?" Another wave of panic filled up the patient's eyes.
Stay away! Stay away from me!
The protégé walked over to the patient's bed. She examined his eyes and checked his blood pressure. Her little flashlight made his eyes sting. His hearing became sharper—though that might have been him imaging things. Reality and the emptiness the drugs in his brain blended together. He still couldn't speak.
The protégé made notes on his chart. "I'm going to have draw blood for better results." He heard his own heart pounding in his chest.
Get away! Get away! I am a person, not some medical freak that you can stick needles in my body! Why are you doing this to me?! I want to go home!
The protégé playfully patted him on the cheek. "I will be back with my kit, Chirin-kun." He tried to dig in his brain for any other memories about something, anything.
I am not Chirin! I have people looking for me. I probably have family and friends worried about me. I am not Chirin. I have a name! He can't seem to remember it right now. Though his messed-up head, something told him that he need to get himself back and escape.
The boss sat at his desk in the dark when the door opened. His protégé from Chou Mori Institution, now fully training to be a doctor herself, poked her head inside.
"You wanted to see me, sensei?" she asked. Her boss smiled with his back turned to her in the chair.
"Why yes," he said.
"Am I in trouble?"
"Now why would you ask something like that?"
The intern shook her head. "My apologizes, you still make me nervous after so long."
"There is no need for that. You and I are on good terms"
The boss closed his pen. "Anyway, you and I will be seeing Chirin again real soon."
His protégé covered her mouth, gasping. "You mean…"
"Yes, I believe it is past due for a little reunion."
The boss turned his chair to face her. "In three weeks' time. After, Christmas is coming up soon. Consider this your present from me for passing the entrance exams."
"I… I don't know what to say," the intern said.
"You don't have to."
She bowed waist deep. "I thank you so much."
"Thank me when we see him again." Tandeki's boss never threw away that patient's file either.