A Series of Unfortunate Events Part: 42

[Nic spoke of the accident since the funeral and it drew upon a painful irony of how they were both involved in the same wreck and had their lives severely changed as a result of it. ]

“I didn’t loose any loved ones during the crash but as a result, I did end up having to loose a beloved part of my career. I’m so sorry about your family. I don’t know what I would do if I lost Teresa. After that head trauma, things just really started changing. I, hmm, I got faster. But it started with my thoughts first. I was thinking through math problems and things much faster than I ever had before. The next thing you know I’m swatting at flies during picnics and not a single one could escape me. This whole change is what basically got me interested in studying the brain further especially in instances of trauma. Unfortunately, all this came with a serious drawback.”
He holds out his hand palm down and tries to hold it steady but his hand shakes almost vigorously.
“It’s real hard to remain a neurosurgeon with hands like these.”

“Well that could explain why after I got my head notched in by an explosion, all of a sudden my body could put itself back together in a matter of moments. It’s ridiculous. Nowadays, I eat like a maniac and every time I get hurt, shortly after healing I’m starving to death.”

“Sounds like your body’s metabolism has sky-rocketed and with it, your healing has too. Sounds like you should never skip a meal and always have access to lots of water.”
Daniels chuckles a little bit at the thought of this, but is definitely taking Carl’s hypothesis into serious consideration.

“So the plan is to get to LA and then what?”

“I have to know that I can trust you. What you are about to find out, Reaver could never know. He would stop to no end to get what he wants if he ever finds out about this.”

“Ok ok, you’ve got me too interested to mess this up. Also, if you haven’t already noticed, I’m pretty screwed. If he finds out what has happened to me, him and that Doctor are going to pick me apart until they know how to copy me and make a useful weapon out of me. This whole cluster fuck with the factions is going to be the end of us all.”

“Factions? What factions?”