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DEEP REST
She felt a knot of anxiety in her stomach. What if
it only worked on her? What if her own desperation,
her connection to Mallory, had been the catalyst?
Then, slowly, a shift. The beta activity began to
diminish. The alpha waves smoothed out. The chaotic
noise began to subside.
Liam was surrendering.
The delta waves deepened, becoming more
prominent. The flatline effect, the signature of Deep
Rest, began to emerge.
And then, there it was. A rhythmic pulse, clear and
strong, cutting through the stillness. The restorative
wave.
Evelyn felt a tear prick her eye. It was working.
She watched for another hour. Liam’s brain was
undergoing a transformation. The patterns were
almost identical to her own. The cleansing. The
reorganization. The healing.
When the audio track finally faded, She waited,
giving him time to reorient himself. Then she opened
the chamber door.
Liam lay still for a moment, then slowly opened
his eyes.
They were different.
The hollow, defeated look was gone. Replaced by
a startling simplicity. A spark. A flicker of life.
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