Andrew’s neurological encystment had been a bad move from either a tactical or emotional standpoint. Separation from his physical body had partly restored his remembered body image. His mind had automatically constructed an imaginary body to express his feelings as psycho-biological clock ran madly backwards past toddlerhood into full blown infancy. Even though it was useless to connect with the outside world, it gave him an island of personal stability to cling to while he observed his subconscious regressing to match his eight-month-old body.
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