The Cassandra Complex by Lozzie Cap (PG)

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Fandom: THE DEAD ZONE
Pairing: None
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/387836/
Why this must be read:

Reverend Purdy drags Johnny off to a therapeutic retreat, but the effects aren't quite what he intended. What starts out as genial humor turns into an insight into Johnny's mind, both conscious and subconscious.

* Acupuncture
(aargh - no more needles, thought Johnny)

* Tai Chi classes
(how would that work out with the cane, then?)

* Colonic Irrigation

Johnny blanched at that prospect. The only kind of irrigation I need right now is a drink, he thought, throwing the menu down and moving to investigate the mini bar. It was perhaps fortunate that he didn't look on the last page of the Treatments Menu. If he had done, he might have had read about being 'reborn through the fractal Womb of Creation'; had some forewarning of what Reverend Purdy had in mind for their 4 o'clock appointment, and gone an even paler shade of grey.

The mini bar was less than interesting. It was well stocked, but with nothing more stimulating than isotonic fruit juice laced with guarano and ginkobilboa. Johnny really didn't want to drink something he couldn't even pronounce, but which sounded faintly like something a bird might do down a cliff-face.

The Cassandra Complex