It was no picnic. There were multiple deep tissue injections, bone marrow taps, spinal taps; I soon felt like a voodoo doll that’d been left to the attentions of a sadist witch doctor with a needle fetish. Captain Perez seemed to enjoy the process, and it made me wonder what I’d gotten myself into by teaming up with her. Too late to turn back now, I reflected. Despite the unpleasantness of the process, I could tell that the treatments sped up my recovery. Some days I almost had to pinch myself, because by rights I should’ve ended up being a walking corpse. I tried thanking Bobby on more than one occasion, but each time I had tried he’d nervously mumble something about not mentioning it and make himself scarce. I finally figured out that the kid wasn’t good with accepting gratitude, which was not surprising, considering how he’d spent most of his formative years. I reflected that if I had been raised by wolves, I’d probably be socially awkward as well. So I left it alone. The treatments went on for more than a week, and I gradually started becoming something less of a paranormal species, but more than human.
What do You think about THEM (Season 1): Episode 4?
