Rael bristled as he glared at the Divine Doctor. "What is the cure?"
"I already told you," the Divine Doctor calmly replied. "Unless he accepts those memories as the truth and as a defining part of who he is, he will not be all to wake up. His brain will not be able to conduct the neurological processes that ultimately removes the barrier between his mind and the senses and body that exists during sleep. He will remain in this state forever unless he accepts the truth and accepts it as a part of who he is. I suspect that there is absolutely nothing that can be done in this regard. He alone controls his own destiny."
Rael turned back to his son with a grim expression. "How did this even happen…?"
