“Okay! Found it! I think what we need is a detoxing bath.” Aimee opened up the manual laid beside one of the ancient-looking bathtub built with a honeycomb-structured metal skeleton inside and the hexagon-shaped bricks on the shelf nearby: “Listen to this: ‘To detox in an efficient way, one need to go find the right bricks to put into the hexagon holes in the metal structure. For corrosive toxin, make sure the bricks construct an array that would remove the toxin as well as corroded dead flesh from subject and provide sufficient healing power at the same time to stall the process of damage, which require a combination of yellow, blue, red and green bricks (for optimal placement of bricks please refer to detailed instructions); for neurotoxins, isolation is key, so choose yellow, blue and green bricks that would construct an isolation layer to repel, collect and wash away the toxins and help the subject heal ...’”

“Yes, so yellow, blue, green.” Jason picked up several bricks from different places on the shelf and asked: “How do we put them? Are there any instructions?”

“Yeah yeah yeah, hang on.” Aimee flipped through the pages per the instructions on the first introductory page: “First, place the blue bricks close to the main spots of exposure to toxin, they are energy directing bricks which will help direct the energy; then, place the yellow and green bricks around the blue brick, green bricks are healing bricks, while yellow bricks are isolation bricks, so arrange their numbers depending on the subject’s exposure to the toxin. Once the area facing the main spots of exposure is filled, depending on the severity and spread of the toxins, you can place bricks using similar patterns on other parts of the subject’s body. Place white bricks on other slots to hold water, and place a few black bricks close to the spots of exposure that serve as drains for the toxins. When all the slots are filled, fill the bathtub with water, be careful with temperature. ”

“Okay!” Jason immediately started placing the different colored hexagon bricks into the slots, then removed the silver cocoon wrapping around the man in a leather jacket and dumped him into the tub: “Did it say whether we could try and heal two subjects at a time?”

“No, but let’s try one at a time.” Aimee shook her head.

“And - and that’s it? Just by putting these men into the tub with bricks?” Detective Lee asked with an uncertain voice: “Anything else we could do? Should we ask that guy for help?”

“I’ll ask him in a bit. He’s not… well I’ve never consulted him on anything like this before, so I don’t know how he’ll be able to help.” Jason double checked the bricks, then started filling the tub using the tap: “Aimee, can you watch over the tub? Let me go and ask Rash if he could help us with this.”

“On it. Go!” Aimee nodded and took over the position at the tap and watched as Jason ran out the room.

The water that came out from the tap was warm, gently fragrant and even a little bubbly. The lighting in the room was slightly dim compared to the outside, which helped make the fact that the tap water was glowing and shimmering more obvious as well.

The water soon rose to a level where the man’s head was completely submerged, but he was not in danger of drowning, for there was a natural tube of air formed in the water, connecting his nose to the surface.

Some kind of light yellow stream started coming out from the man’s head, specifically from his eyes, his mouth, his ears and even his nostrils, the stream then flowed through the water inside the tub, and was then absorbed by the black bricks, just like the manual said.

“Hey, sorry, I was trying to help the guest with her car.” Rash was dragged into the room by Jason: “She’s kind of scared for some reason - but she looks okay. What can I help you with? I may need to check back with her - I read that customer service is really important for the hospitality business - ”

“Can you help us with removing the toxins from these men?” Jason pointed at one man who was still wrapped inside the silver cocoon he created, and then the man in the tub: “I am not sure if we are doing the right thing.”

“I think we are.” Aimee looked at the man carefully and turned back: “I saw something yellow leaking out of him - since it comes out of his head I wouldn’t think it’s something else.”

“Hmm, looks like he is recovering, to be honest I’ve never used this tub before.” Rash looked over at the man and the bathtub and said: “I saw Miss. Wong arranged it once, but I am pretty sure what you are doing here is correct, as I can see that the isolation energy is at work and carrying some toxins away from him. I am not familiar with this toxin - what is it?”

“It’s cyanide.” Detective Lee shook his head: “This is some kind of spy level crap. We were trying to drill these two, and this guy just swallowed cyanide, and this one seemed to have triggered some sort of - some sort of curse in his head.”

“It’s a curse of the mind, I suspect it is put there specifically to shut them up if they are in fear of disclosing some secret information.” Jason sighed: “This guy had it worse - at least cyanide kills quickly, I can’t imagine what would happen to me if I had this kind of curse planted inside of my head.”

“With this, I can help.” Rash nodded: “But for that cyanide thing I’m afraid I won’t be able to do anything. Toxins are not my expertise, I don’t even know what cyanide is. But curses and the mind are.”

A gasp came from the tub, the man in a leather jacket, whose body was entirely submerged in water, awoke from his coma and struggled to sit up in the bathtub. But when he found that he was in the room with Jason and Aimee, he yelled and tried to run away, but was immediately dragged and thrown onto the ground. Before he could cry out for help, Rash’s right hand went inside of his skull like either his skull or the hand was but an illusion. The next moment, Rash pulled back his arm, with a grey translucent wiggly worm in his hand.

“Yeah, nice observation Jason, it is indeed a curse intended to lock information inside one’s brain, and it will destroy the mind if it gets triggered.” Rash observed the squirming worm for a short moment, then threw it in his mouth: “Hmm, crunchy, and tastes like chicken - a little bit.”