|Night of the Platyrhync (standard:fantasy, 1886 words)|
|Author: A.C.C||Added: Apr 22 2002||Views/Reads: 1836/1082||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Grant conciders himself a normal man, but laytly he's been waking up to find himself far from home with no memory of how he got there, or how he made the journy without his clothes.|
It was ten minutes past the scheduled time of their appointment with Dr. Stevenson, The Director of sleep research at the university. The man was quite agitated, never sitting still for longer then thirty seconds. The woman was also agitated, but she tried to hide it. Over and over again she read and reread the same page of the waiting room magazine. Finally the receptionist called them in “Christy, Grant, I'm sorry about the delay.” Said the Dr. Stevenson shaking their hands and gestured to a sofa set off from the wall. “Please have a seat.” As they sat on the couch, Dr. Stevenson sat in a chair across from them and opened a file. “Now I understand that Grant here has been sleepwalking?” “Yes Doctor.” Grant admitted uncomfortably. “Tell me about it.” Grant looked at Christina, then turned to the Doctor and faltered. “It's happened twice.” Said Christina “And when was this?” “July 13 and August 18.” Dr. Stevenson gave a quiet ‘Hum' and wrote something down on her note pad. “Continue.” “Well . . . the first time I woke up at around 7:30. I noticed Grant wasn't in bed. I got up and looked for him and couldn't find him anywhere in the house. I looked out in the back yard and found his pyjamas in a heap on the patio. I was worried so I went out in the back yard and saw Grant naked and asleep in the back corner of our yard.” “And the second time?” Dr. Stevenson noticed Grant stiffening when she asked about the second incident, but still he said nothing. “This time the police called me at 8:00 by the phone. They had found Grant sleeping naked on the bank of a pond in the park. They brought him to the hospital to treat for exposure. They recommended Grant see a therapist, but we were going nowhere with him. A friend of ours read an article about the work you do hear at the university and recommended that we come and speak with you.” They sat silently while Dr. Stevenson wrote more notes on her pad. “Grant, how old are you?” “Uh, 32.” Stuttered Grant. “And does you or anyone in your family have any history of sleepwalking?” “Not that I know of.” “Have you been experiencing any additional stress or feeling fatigued around the times of these incidents?” “No. In fact lately most of the stress I've been feeling is related to my sleepwalking.” Dr. Stevenson put her pen down and leaned toward them. “I know that this is a touchy subject but I need you to tell me the truth. Have you at anytime around these incidents used any drugs, either medicinal or recreational?” “A few beers, but nothing more then that.” Dr. Stevenson gave him a hard look for a moment then decided that he was telling the truth “Most incidents of sleepwalking occur in children between the ages of Click here to read the rest of this story (191 more lines)
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