Longshot stared at the schematic of his brain. The dots that were flashing were the most troublesome to him. He had Alison beside him, but he felt so alone. It was his head that was messed up. "These ... blocks..."

He was hesitant. The doctor didn't look like someone who would steal anything from him, but he had been messed with too much. He cleared his throat and tried again.

"These blocks that you found... if I... what you said was healing naturally... would it be stopped by them?"