Oliver woke up, breathing heavilly. His face was all sweaty, though he didn't do much of physical labour. Whatever his mind went through must have felt traumatising for his body, for it sweated like crazy. He couldn't even see the woman that was taking care of him, except for another fuzzy picture.
"Are you all right?" the woman started, in English, "That must've been some dream you were hav..."
Oliver didn't let her finish. If she is somehow able to recieve him as if he were an e-mail, then somehow she must be able to send one too, he thought to himself. With his left hand, he grabbed the woman's face, somehow used his power to use hers, to send a message to the hospital.
At the desk, where Jonas had asked where he could find Aline, a notice appeared on the screen. The young woman, who told Jonas where to go, looked at the screen. The notice said in Dutch: "WANTED.", "Jonas Schildtknaep", "Mental patient", "Extremely dangerous!!!".
The young woman looked at the picture, and relised: "Isn't that the doctor I had... Oh my god!!!"
Immediatly, she dialled the number on the phone, to reach security.
In the room, Jonas's machine had started to go haywire. Sparks started flying around, the machine started to catch fire, causing him a great deal of pain. Jonas broke his connection to the machine. He opened his eyes, only to see Aline, still lying in her bed, and not having moved one inch. The only difference was that the machine, that was supposed to meassure her pulse, started to make one long monotone whostle. Jonas looked at the machine's screen, only to see a flat line.
"OH NO YOU'RE NOT!!!" Jonas screamed at Aline, thinking she can hear him, "YOU'RE NOT GONNA DIE ON ME JUST YET!!!"
Suddenly, people bursted into the room. They were security officers, of which one asked: "Jonas Schildtknaep?"
"NO!!" Jonas shouted out before relising it, "I'm doctor... De Lombaert!"
The fact that he had to look at his own I.D. tag to know his name was enough for the officers to know that the answer is yes. The man who asked for the name, clearly the leader, raised his stick, and the other ones followed his example.
"Oh no, you're not!" Jonas protested, as he tried to make a run for it.
Unfortunately for him, the officers blocked the only escape there was from the room. He couldn't get passed them, as they started to beat him up.
"What are you guys doing?" a doctor, whom just arrived at the scene, started, "This girl needs medical attention!"
"You do what you must, doc!" the leading officer said, "And we do what we must!"
As they continued arresting Jonas, the doctor ordered his nurses to take whatever steps necissary to save Aline's life.
Meanwhile, back in the States, the woman had no idea of what Oliver just did to her. All she was sure of was that he had send a picture of some guy into her head, added some text, and send it to a hospital in some far away country. On top of that, he fell unconscious again. She felt that he isn't the strongest guy he had ever met, if he can pass out this easily. At first she had other reasons to take care of him, but suddenly it looked like he genuinely was in trouble of some kind. She looked at his neck, even though she had allready checked it. She scratched her own, where she had a scar consisting of two black parallel lines, although they didn't really itch at the time. Whoever this guy is, she thought to herself, he's special too, and he needs help. When she relised as such, she suddenly recieved a message, stating... actually, she had no idea what it read, for it was in a language she didn't know. She decided to write it down and ask the guy what it's about when he wakes up.