Youth Without Youth Page #4

a sort of international

consultation.

They had to see firsthand.

They couldn't believe

the reports

I published

in La Presse Mdicale.

Well, I wasn't expecting

such questions.

Especially since I was still

in the hospital and had no way

of confirming or ruling out

sexual possibilities.

Excuse me.

In your notebooks,

you speak of erotic dreams.

Are you sure they were dreams?

I don't know.

But if I've confused erotic

dreams with real experiences,

my life is far more interesting

than I'd imagined.

Good,

we value this information.

Thank you.

But in the case

of the young lady in Room 6,

my friend,

that woman was imposed on us

by the Secret Service.

What young lady in Room 6?

Have we met

somewhere before?

Of course we've met before.

Several times, in fact.

I am impressed.

You are very discreet.

Where?

And when?

Most recently,

last night in Room 6.

Your room is next door.

Open up!

Second floor is clear.

Sir...

- Over here.

Over here or there?

- Hey, get out of the car.

Hey, you, stop

the car. Stop the car.

Don't worry.

It had to happen

like this,

for you to be confused

with others,

for people to think you can't

distinguish dream from reality.

Who is taking care of me?

Did you think all you've gone

through is due to chance?

Who is watching over me?

It doesn't matter now.

You'll find out later.

Besides, you've guessed

some of it already.

Otherwise, why haven't you

told the professor

about...

certain dreams like this?

Stop.

If you know

someone else exists,

why have you never

referred to it?

I must not think,

I must not think,

I must not think

of anything.

I must not think,

I must not think of anything.

I must not think,

I must not think of anything.

I must not think,

I must not think...

Yes.

You learn more quickly,

more profoundly, in sleep.

You told the professor

that in sleep

you continued your studies

of the daytime.

Little by little, you discovered

you'd mastered Chinese,

just as later, you discovered

you'd mastered other languages.

I'm beginning to understand

what's happening to me.

Yes.

Good.

The enormous concentration

of electricity that exploded

directly above me

regenerated me and...

amplified fabulously

all my mental faculties.

But this electrical discharge

also made possible

the emergence of a new

personality, a sort of...

double.

Yes.

The formula of the double

is... correct and useful.

But don't be in a hurry

to tell the professor.

So, what I can say?

A man was about to

cross the street.

He was 70 or 80 years old.

The young lady

in Room 6

disappeared

two days ago.

Your companion of a night,

or several.

I'm afraid it was several.

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