XV

— Is it today? — Sílvio asked.

— Yes, he will be here at the end of class.

After class, the couple went to the entrance gate where Alex was already waiting. The greetings between the young men were brief, and having doubts about the story, Sílvio insisted that the young men go to an empty classroom first where he could talk.

Already in the classroom, 107 B.

— Anna said you are looking for a doctor. — Sílvio said.

— Well, the truth is that I am looking for answers.

— Would it be too presumptuous to know what the questions are?

— No, but how would that help.

— A lot. Some questions can clarify if you need a psychologist for some counseling, a psychiatrist, perhaps a neurologist.

— How can I help?

— Answer me. Do you remember your childhood, school, your parents?

— I remember some things as shadows, others I don't. What worries me are facts that happened in recent years that I can't remember. To be specific, I wish to remember the time I met Uncle.

— You must want to remember your childhood; that's the key to your problems.

— No, Sílvio. My childhood is too far away even for me. The key to everything is something that happened after I met Uncle. It was in these days that I had this amnesia.

— Have you tried telling anyone about these days? Even if it's just a few memories, one story leads to another.

— I torture myself every day, I can't.

— I can help you.

— How?

— If I ask you to close your eyes and listen to me... — Sílvio is interrupted by Alex.

— Okay! We both know exactly what to do. Good luck! — Alex said, settling into the seat.

— Anna. — said Sílvio — Close the door... We'll begin.

* * *

The next day.

— Immortal, immortal — Sílvio said repeatedly.

— Immortal, yes, at least that was the conclusion of his hypnosis session? — Caroline affirmed.

— I thought he was joking... Until he pricked himself with the pen.

— And you weren't convinced.

— And do you find it easy to believe something like that.

— No, but did you need to prick him more?

— It was to be sure...