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“He was awake about half an hour ago.”

“Well, can’t you wake him up again? Give him some adrenalin or something.”

“Sorry, Dax. No can do,” said the head nurse, Joanna.

“Fine,” he said, clearly frustrated by the niceties. “Can we at least see him? I just want to see if I recognize the guy, you know, get a picture, etc., so I can start doing some legwork,” Dax explained.

“Okay, but no poking and probing. And don’t go accidentally bumping into him to try and wake him up either,” the nurse said sternly.

“Scouts honor,” Dax said as he raised his fingers.

“Okay. He’s right down here,” she said as she led them to his room.

Upon entering the room, Dax was initially disappointed.

“You recognize this guy, Jack?”

“Nope, you?” he replied.

“Nope.”

“Hmmm.” Dax thought while he took out his phone to snap some pictures of the guy. He looked like your typical meathead.

“Human, right?” That’s what he was sensing at least, but his senses weren’t foolproof.

“Yes, sir,” Joanna said. “His bloodwork was crazy when he came in. Speaking of adrenalin, his was through the roof, but back to normal now.”

“Let us know when he wakes up, okay?” Dax said as they turned to go.

“For real this time,” Jack added with a wink.

Just as they were about to leave, as Joanna was wiping the hair across the guy’s forehead to check him. Dax turned fully to him.

“Wait a minute.”

“What is it, Dax?”

“There,” he said, pointing at the man’s forehead.

“What about it? Didn’t witnesses say he ran into a pole or something?”

Dax got closer to examine the guy. “How many poles leave a red star like that?” Right on the guy’s forehead.

“I’ve seen that mark before…” The mark on Marius forehead was more faded, but still, it seemed like too much of a coincidence.

He snapped a few more pictures and then turned to leave.

“Nice seeing you too, Dax!” Joanna called to his back as they headed out.

CHAPTER9

“So, how are our guests settling in?”

“Once they got past the fact that I run a bar out of a tree, I think it was all pretty much smooth sailing.”

“Seems the tree spirit is on its best behavior,” Mack said.

“I know, right? I swear, it must have put some sort of spell on them or, I don’t really know, but they just sort of accepted that the place is impossibly big inside.”

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