The people monitoring the activity immediately sent someone to look after the patient. When the sent doctor arrived at the room, he already heard the patient's words and opened the door. For a moment there was silence, the patient was just staring at him with empty eyes. Everything seemed to be normal again.
The doctor just frowned and went closer to do the usual checks, ignoring the things he heard before when he was still standing outside the room.
"How are we today, Mister Lennox? Did you have those dreams again?" "Who are you...and why am I here? What is this here?" "You are in the infirmary of Mainz, near Holstein. A few pilots of Police found your ship drifting through space near the cloud in this system."
On that, the patient the doctor called Lennox just looked confused on the blanket on his lap, frowning. Lennox couldn't remember anything at all. Nothing of what he had done, nor something close to what could had happened to him. He looked at the doctor most questioningly, but wondered about what he told him.
'Near the cloud in this system...'
Lennox thought to himself, shaking his head. For some reason there were connections, memories 'in' that cloud, like planted into his head. Lennox stood up, against the will of the doctor, who was trying to calm him down, and looked around the room, scanning for something, that could be some kind of important.
But all Lennox saw wasn't interesting. He moved to the windows, which were covered by tight curtains, and took a peek out of the window. He saw nothing but the cloud...
