Reynolds and his wife in 2012.

Interview Log

Date: 2013/12/15

Interviewer: Doctor Rosalind Lutece

Interviewee: Researcher Dimas Reynolds

[Begin Log]

[ Reynolds can be heard breathing heavily throughout the interview, occasionally groaning. ]

Lutece: Hello Dimas, how are you today?

Reynolds: Hey Rosa. Not great. Still the same pain for the past 2 weeks. It just won't quit.

Lutece: So I read your file, but let's go over it again. Can you tell me about when the pain started?

Reynolds: I honestly can't say. Started about 2 weeks ago I think? I was working late, finishing up a report, then headed home. I was just about to cross the street out front of the site, then I blacked out. I was probably just lost in thought for a second, 'cause a car that sped by just passed me, but right then the pain started.

Lutece: Could you describe the pain? Is it more of a burning, or a piercing? Is it dull?

Reynolds: It's more dull or blunt in my leg and lower torso, but very sharp in my throat. Kind of burning? As if I was stabbed there.

Lutece: Does anything make it grow more or less severe? Are the areas tender?

Reynolds: Sometimes it gets worse, but I don't know why. I tried pressing on it, moving around and stuff. Nothing changes.

Lutece: Does any one region hurt more than the others?

Reynolds: Not really. It's hard to describe. My throat feels worse, but maybe it's just because it's in a smaller area. My leg and abdomen feel like they're being crushed and my foot has gone numb entirely.

Lutece: When did that start?

Reynolds: Just two days ago.

Lutece: I am so sorry, Dimas. I am sure we will figure something out to help you soon. Is there anything else you would like to note before we stop for today?

Reynolds: There is, yeah. But I don't know how to put it.

Lutece: It's alright, take your time.

Reynolds: I have this strange, lingering feeling. I feel like it's gotten stronger over time, but maybe I'm just paying more attention to it.

Lutece: Yes?

Reynolds: When I was a kid, my parents moved a lot. We'd get settled and as soon as I feel like I made a place for myself, we'd drive away. Every time it felt like leaving everything behind. Like losing everything that made me feel at home. Everything that made me feel like I was where I belong.

[ Reynolds pauses and holds his hands to his temples. ]

Reynolds: I don't know why, but ever since this started, I have this feeling again. It doesn't make any sense though. I've lived where I lived for the last 7 years. Everything I care for, everyone in my life is still there just like before. But it doesn't feel like I am, if that makes sense? I mean, I don't know. On Wednesday, I was driving home and I ended up at a completely different address. But I could've sworn I owned that exact mailbox. Apparently, I had called my wife all confused and she had you guys go through the trouble of picking me up. Honestly I don't remember much of that evening.

Lutece: No trouble. This is our jobs after all. Try to get some rest now. I'll email you your next appointment reminder.

Reynolds: Thanks, Rosa.

[End Log]