Once Lee gets to the room where the medical examinations will be conducted, with the nurse beside him, he is still pondering who the nurse was talking to; because when he left the toilet, there was no one in the room and the door never opened.

  “Take a seat on that chair,” Lee hears the nurse say. He looks up to see a chair in the middle of a room; the space seems to be divided by a glass wall that is glowing somehow.

  “On this one?” Lee points with his middle and index finger extended—an automatic reaction from this life, as it seems that it is impolite to point with only the index finger.

  The nurse nods as she walks behind the glass wall. Lee notices that there is light reflecting on her, almost like the light from a monitor, but there are no monitors visible on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling glass wall.

  When she gets back near Lee, she gives him a helmet that he puts on. After helping Lee strap the helmet, she connects some cables and the inside of the helmet visor glows to life. Lee jumps in the chair due to the sudden brightness and a hum in the helmet.

  “It’s okay,” says the nurse as a loading bar appears on the visor screen. “It will ask you some questions and show some information about you. Just answer the questions with your voice or move your arms to select.”

  As the nurse is speaking, the screen finishes loading. Lee notices that the screen text flickers between a few languages, then stops in Japanese; however, as Lee is reading, it changes to English, then back to Japanese in the following moment.

  This leaves Lee confused as to whether the text changed or if it is his imagination. Lee moves his head, trying to find the nurse, and the screen becomes semi-transparent, allowing Lee to see through the visor.

  The nurse, still standing beside Lee, notices him looking around and asks, “Are you okay? Is it making you sick?”

  Lee shakes his head. “No, it only looks like the text changed—from Japanese letters to different ones that are not Japanese.”

  “It will do that. Let me connect the last plug,” the nurse says, and Lee feels a clicking sound vibrate on the helmet, like something just clicked into place. “There you go. You will have audio now.”

  As the nurse says, as soon as Lee looks at the text, audio plays in a robotic Japanese voice: “Hello and welcome. So, you had a problem in your head?”

  Lee thinks the sound is funny and laughs as an image of a little robot that looks like a medical screen pops into his head. Lee recognises it from a cartoon he saw in school when they had a class about the importance of a good diet and the fact that, while some aliens can eat certain foods, to humans they are very dangerous.

  In the next instant, there is a sound of paper ripping; the image above the text cracks, and the little robot from his imagination appears on the screen.

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  “How did you do that?” Lee hears the nurse ask. As he looks around, he finds the nurse on the other side of the glass. Seeing Lee looking at her, she points at the glass in front of herself. “This little robot—how did you make him show up?”

  “I made him?” Lee asks, confused. “I don’t know! I just remember that the voice is like the voice from a cartoon I saw in my school, and he just showed up!” Lee points to the robot floating in the visor screen.

  The nurse looks at another spot in the glass wall, then back at Lee. “Try to move the text.” Lee shakes his head and the text moves around the room but remains in the same spot on the visor. “No, try to put the text somewhere else. See if you can make it stay on the wall,” the nurse says.

  Lee looks at the robot that is floating around above the text. “Can you help me?” Lee asks, and the screen that makes up the robot's head displays a question mark. “Grab the text and put it on that wall,” Lee tells the robot, and at the same time, he imagines what it would look like if the robot did the action.

  Then there is a beep sound; the robot grabs the text and places it on the side wall. Now, when Lee moves his head, the text remains on the wall like a projection.

  “I wasn’t aware that that was possible to do,” Lee hears someone say. As he looks at the other side of the glass wall, he notices that the nurse is no longer alone. With her are the other two nurses, Fionna and Raxen, as well as a male doctor and two other women.

  Looking at them, Lee asks, “Did anyone try before?” The cartoonish robot looks at the glass wall and two question marks pop up, floating above its head, making the medical crew laugh.

  “You are right, Lee, I don’t think anyone has tried it before,” says Nurse Fionna. “You may continue with the test.”

  Lee nods and looks at the wall where the text is. The robot floats next to the text; as Lee’s eyes read over the words, the robot points a laser at the text as it reads it for Lee to listen.

  “So you had a problem in your head?” the robotic voice sounds again, but this time it seems it is actually coming from the robot. “Don’t worry, we can help you get back home, but first we need to see if there is nothing wrong or broken.”

  After that, a few questions are asked, and Lee replies with his voice. At the end, there is a list with Lee’s information that the robot reads: “Name: Lee Watson. Age: five. Date of birth: eleven January, of the year one hundred forty-five of the New Galactic Year. Planet of birth: New Terra, also known as Earth Two. Species: Full Human.”

  The robot stops and looks at Lee, beeping noises coming from him. “Sorry, I was just accessing the rest of your information. Now let’s continue. Mum: Sue Watson. Dad: Kenji Watson. Let’s see... and you live in Hinohara Village, located one hundred and six kilometres from Tokyo.”

  The doctors look at one another once in a while as they examine Lee’s brain scans and what he is seeing. “This is fascinating; never have we done this test so fast. And all the image output he is seeing is part of his imagination,” says the male doctor. “I’ve run this test countless times, and the kids normally get frustrated from sitting and looking at a black screen with floating letters and a robotic voice in their ears.” All of the other medical staff nod, as they have been in similar situations.

  Meanwhile, the robot is still talking to Lee. “Did you know that on the original planet of humans, Hinohara Village is only fifty-three kilometres from Tokyo? That’s right—half the distance of this planet. But on the original planet, it takes around fifty minutes, whereas we only take sixty-five.”

  Hearing this, one of the women on the other side of the glass narrows her eyes. “This kid likes to learn. How did he know how long it takes to travel?”

  The nurse who took Lee to the room says, “He didn’t.” She then points at the brain image display. “The area of the brain that just became active wasn't the one that recaps memory.”

  The male doctor looks confused. “So that robot he imagined got access to the information? But how?”