The Shell II - PART 2

Jordan sighed. The plastic bag laid in his desk drawer, waiting for his attention. They'd found it on the previous evening, he and the other three enthusiasts. The bag had been buried in a clod of earth - totally untouched. Jordan decided to open it. There were lots of dirt, grass and dead insects. The digging in the bag was a tedious doing. Jordan fell asleep.

He woke up an hour later and felt something trickle down his cheek..... Blood! There was something sharp beneath the dirt, he had a slight wound in the forehead. He digged freneticly and found a fan-shaped shell. Its stench made him turn his nose up. The shell seemed to be a little bit charred. A red liquid made his finger wet. The drop quickly coagulated.

Uncle Jeffrey's face was fiery red.

"My niece? Are you saying that my niece has been treated with LSD -- for the period of a year?!"

Sandie overheard the call.

"Mr Knives", dr Brown kindly said. "I don't think you understand this...."

"You're nuts!" Jeffrey screamed.

Dr Brown sighed.

"I have different methods of working. I'll give you the necessary syringes...."

"Not on your life!!"

Sandie hung up. Dr Brown had injected a drug in her blood....

A few days later, she had her first bout against the abstinence. She had to get to the hospital, dr Brown had to give her the drug. She kept her plan to herself, but still looked back after each bend of the road. If Jeffrey chased her in this heat, he really was a fool. The pain in her head got worse. Downhill and uphill again.... The trees became blurred. She suddenly caught a glimpse of a big white building which resembled the hospital.... The bike tipped over.