#Chapter 18: Hypnotherapy

Nina Without removing my lab coat and goggles, I ran from the laboratory and down the hall. I didn’t know where I was going or what I was doing, but I had to tell someone. As I ran down the hall, I nearly ran straight into none other than Jessica. She had her hair up in a bun and a stack of textbooks in her arms, which she dropped when I almost ran into her. “Geez!” she said, clutching her chest with one hand as she looked at me. “What the hell happened? You look like a crazed murderer.” I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection of a classroom window. Jessica was right; my lab coat had blood on it from opening up the cadaver, and my goggles only emphasized my wide eyes. But that wasn’t important right now. “Follow me,” I said. “I have to show you something.” We returned to the lab, Jessica grumbling behind me about how gross cadavers were as we entered. “There,” I said, pointing at the table with my cadaver on it. “Look.” She walked