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incredibly sluggish.
Everything he had ever heard about brain damage came rushing to Neel‟s mind. He sat
up straight on the bed, looking at the two.
     
“What‟s happened to me? I can‟t understand anything you‟re saying.” Neel spoke to
the man in a frightened voice.
    The words came out in a string of gibberish, too fast for Doctor Fahim or Divya to
understand. The boy was beginning to move around uneasily in the bed, and his movements
appeared bizarrely accelerated and abrupt.
    Doctor
Fahim and Divya glanced at each other. It was as they had expected. The boy‟s
brain speed was much faster than normal now. Doctor Fahim motioned to Divya, who took
the recorder out of her pocket. She held it in her palm and hit the play button.
The room was suddenly filled with meaningless noise, a message played at three times
the normal speed, too fast for a normal person to make sense of.
     
Neel, however, could understand every word of the message. He stopped moving and
froze, listening intently, his heart hammering against his chest.
    “Calm down
, Neel.” the voice in the recorder said. It was DoctorFahim‟s voice. “You
are completely fine. In fact, you are better than fine. Everything around you seems to be in
slow motion, but I can help you speed everything up. Please trust me. I can explain
everything. But first I need you to slow your mind down a bit. I want you to close your eyes.”
The same message played out three more times to make sure the young boy understood
every word. Divya had been timing the message with her watch, and now hit pause.
     
Neel hesitated for a brief second. Doctor Fahim smiled encouragingly at him. Slowly,
Neel closed his eyes.
     
Doctor Fahim nodded to Divya. Again, she hit the play button on the recorder.
    “Very good.” said the voice. “Relax. Take a deep breath.
You are not the first person to
experience these sensations. I can promise you that you can be in command of your mind
again. You simply need to understand how to regain control over your senses. Open your
eyes and focus on any one thing in the room. Ignore everything else.”
    Neel opened his eyes. He stared hard at the flowers on the table, forcing back the
feeling of panic, and took deep breaths, trying to stop his heart from hammering against his
chest. Slowly, speed returned to normal. The movements of the other two became faster and
the speed of the watch on Divya‟s wrist returned to the normal rate.
“Well done.” Doctor Fahim said, watching intently as Neel‟s movements became
slower and more controlled.
    Neel sta
red at the man. “Who are you?” he said, speaking carefully. He looked up at
the girl who was watching him as well. “What‟s happening to me?” He continued to breathe
slowly, his mind threatening to speed up again at any moment.
    Doctor
Fahim drew the chair up to the side of the bed and sat down. “That is what we
would like to explainto you.” he said gently. “My name is Doctor Fahim. I am a doctor of
biotechnology. This is Divya Nayak. She is my personal aide.”
“You suffered an accident two days ago.” Divya said, coming to stand next to his bed.
“Your injuries were very severe.”
     
Neel nodded. “I remember.” he said. “I was hit by a car. I thought I was going to die.”
    “That would
certainly have been theoutcome if Divya had not been there.” Doctor
Fahim said quietly. “Fortunately, Divya had in her possession a serum which saved your life.
But that serum also changed you at a veryfundamental level. Would you like to know how?”
Neel nodded, not trusting himself to speak as he stared at the two serious faces before
him.
     
Doctor Fahim leaned back in his chair and looked at the young boy. “Tell me, Neel, do
you know anything about a scientist named DoctorWarren Thompson?”
    Neel stared at him in surprise and confusion. He did not know what the name had to do
with his illness. But Doctor Fahim was waiting for an answer. Neel considered the