They had waited a few days to give Arnold time to think, something that Lionheart said he would need or else they might just confuse him worse. It was Saturday the 24th when they decided that the attempt had to be made, right after the opening of the Piermont. "First we must move him. He's too close to... the red room."
Arnold sat in silence for a long time unable to help thinking about what he had been told. He didn't even begin to know what to do if it turned out she was right, and he didn't want to consider it, but he couldn't stop himself from considering the things she'd shown him. He needed to talk to Lionheart or Dr.
The imagery that appeared next was the inside of a home that looked as if some sort of medicine woman lived here, and as there was an elderly woman putting several herbs into a mortar while another, obviously pregnant and noble, woman sat across from her there was a good chance it was. They were the only people present inside, though there were several people were waiting outside by a car
The passage of time went unnoticed, as did many other things, while Arnold remained in a state that bordered the lines of awareness. Sometimes he thought he heard Maddox talking to him, or Professor Lionheart, but try as he might his voice never seemed to reach them back.
*Friday morning* Arnold had woken up in the nurses station at the hospital, not quite sure when he got there or if he'd been relieved. When he checked the charts though it seemed like Dr. Sonnerstein had watched over the patients condition last night.