I lean back in the chair, unable to move as the last bit of semen drips out of my penis. Amelia stands up from her spot and begins to wipe herself down.
"Can you move?" she asks. "Can you hear me?"
I'm only able to nod in reply.
"Have you felt anything strange lately? A sense of dread or any other unexplainable emotion?"
I shake my head.
"Have you experienced a feeling of deja vu? As if the actions you're currently performing have been done before?"
I nod.
"Have you ever lost time? That is, have you ever been unable to recall a significant period of time that can't be explained away with sleep?"
I try to respond, but my body feels paralyzed. The only action I'm capable of performing are a few choked gasps.
"Already? Shit. I didn't think you'd have this much of an immunity already."
Amelia moves my body around, lying me on my side and gently closing my eyes. I feel a warm cloth thrown over me before hearing her footsteps fade into the hallway.
