"A strange dream?" Sam asked.
"Yea." A little boy nodded. "My head started to hurt really bad, and then I heard strange voices, and I saw these reaaaaally strange pictures. But I don't think it was real. I mean, when I woke up it was all gone."
"Do you remember what was in those pictures?"
"Nope."
Sam turned to the woman sitting beside him.
"You said you found him passed out, right?" Sam asked. "Were there any signs of nosebleeding?"
"Yes." The woman answered, looking a bit distressed. "I was planning to take him for a check up but… we were a little busy preparing for the evacuations…"
"I see…"
Sam wrote something down on his tablet, his mind in deep thought. After a few seconds the woman asked him a familiar question, one that every mother has asked in the last nineteen interviews.
"Doctor, is there something wrong with my son?"