Chapter Twenty Two

"What do you mean by who am I? If this is your way of showing that you finally developed a sense of humor then now is not the best time".

Ryke blinked, "I'm really sorry but I really don't know who you are".

Christian's smile faded as Ryke's words sank in. He could see the confusion and genuine lack of recognition in Ryke's eyes. Concern knitted his brow, and he leaned in closer, his voice laced with worry. "Ryke, this isn't a joke. It's me, Christian. We've been friends for years. Don't you remember?"

Ryke's gaze remained distant. His brows furrowed as he tried to piece the fragments together.

"You really don't remember", Christian said, letting it sink in.

"Christian, I was just coming to find you. Can I talk to you for a minute?", Doctor Collins said from the door.

Christian took one more look at Ryke before nodding.

The two men walked outside, closing the door behind them.

"He doesn't remember who he is".

The Doctor nodded understandingly as if to pacify him, "Don't worry.