“Are you sure you want to go ahead and take it?”
“Yes I am.”
“The only information that you have is that the people who took it are still alive. It’s a new thing, they don’t even know what the side effects are. You don’t even know to what extent it’s been tested.”
“I know that the people who took it had less time than I had and that they’re still alive and show no symptoms at all. I have a year if I don’t take it. Even if something goes wrong and I end up with a side effect that they just don’t know about yet, it’s still better then dying. The fact that you and my parents have made peace with my dying doesn’t mean that I have to go gently into the night and just accept it. Don’t get me wrong, my sessions with Pastor Frank have helped me to walk through this with faith, but it’s not good enough for me. I can’t just accept that dying is the only option that I have. Look at them. They’re healthy.“
He didn’t tell her about what Chris and Beth said after they took it. He didn’t even know whether he believed them anyway. He didn’t think that it would be that bad. The thing with Sail is that it’s a once off treatment. You drink one glass of it and that’s it, you can’t go back.
He took it.
As soon as he swallowed the last drop, he saw them. For a long time he was ok with that. They were just there. They didn’t speak to him or do anything. It was the same with Chris and Beth.
The day that one of them touched him things changed. Why can they touch him? He understood that seeing them everywhere was the price that he had to pay to stay alive. But when they touched him it felt like his blood curdled. What if they start touching him all the time. Maybe he shouldn’t have taken the Sail.