Memory 3

What... what edition? What kind of question was that?

Jensen froze for a moment, then suddenly seemed to realize something. He looked sharply at his hands, then quickly reached up to touch his face.

His skin had become more elastic. The wounds and calluses had vanished from his hands, his knuckles were no longer so thick, and the chin that should have been covered in stubble was now completely smooth!

Jensen immediately realized—it had made him younger!

Thinking of the "baby" that had regressed into a lump of flesh before his eyes, Jensen went cold all over. Panic engulfed him like a tidal wave, leaving him unable even to speak.

He looked frantically at the ponytailed young man in front of him and saw him pull out a small wooden stick, point it at his own nose, and instantly stop the nosebleed.

This was a wizard!

"I... I..."

Jensen held out his hand. His fear of death made him want to beg the other man for help, but at that moment, the Ponytail Man looked up behind him, his face suddenly filling with alarm!

"Watch out—!!!"

As the shout rang out, white mist abruptly spread outward. After the surroundings swayed for a moment, the scene became an unfamiliar place.

Wade blinked and saw that Jensen still looked like a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child. Yet it was clear from his eyes that becoming younger had not returned Jensen's memories to childhood. He still remembered what had happened to him.

He was strapped tightly to a cold metal bed with sturdy belts. A glaring surgical lamp hung overhead, while instruments displaying unknown readings and various tubes surrounded him.

Wade turned his gaze forward and, unsurprisingly, found that the incompleteness of the surrounding environment had spread even further. Several people were moving about