MTh: How could it be her?

Reinhart's head rose slightly, still with his eyes closed, immersed in another world. 

"It is all white. I cannot see them clearly…" He suddenly paused. His head moved slowly, as if looking behind him. "But I know, she is there...."

"Can you see her?"

"....Yes… No… Only her silhouette. I can't see her clearly. Why? Why can't I see her? Just who is she?" The tone became deeper as Reinhart asked in frustration. This dream that he could not remember exactly hunted his mind.

The virtual world shook a bit.

"Calm down. Walk towards her. Slowly, step by step. The blinding light lessened a lot. Her figure and her face started to become clearer..."

Dr. Michael's hypnotizing voice slowly made Reinhart do what was instructed in the image he was seeing. He tried to stand up, but for some reason, he could not. It felt like his feet were tied. No, he could not feel his legs!

A sense of helplessness began to grow.