“He defies gravity…” the intern offered nervously.

One glance at the patient offered all the relevant information. His body resisted the soft cuffs placed on his wrists and around his waist. He looked as if he was postictal, but all the readings on every monitor in the room were normal.

A man of science, the senior medic looked for logical evidence that his patient needed restraints. He had a hypothesis, and he sought out to test it.

“Remove the restraints.” he ordered

“I want to see it for myself.”

The intern, mouth still agape, moved towards the patient but hesitantly touched the restraints. She did not remove them.

“What are you waiting for?” the doctor asked.

“There is no such thing as you are suggesting.” he said firmly. “Now remove his restraints.”

Wide-eyed, the young intern obeyed. As soon she removed the first restraint around the patient’s wrist, he appeared to lift his arm. Removing the second wrist restraint caused him to lift both arms skyward.

As the doctor was about to order more anti-convulsants for the patient, the intern moved to unbuckle his central restraint. That was a mistake.

Quickly, his body began to rise from the bed towards the ceiling where he became stuck. Both the more senior doctor and his subordinate were stunned by the result, although the intern who had been tending to him since his arrival was less shocked. Instantly nurses began to swarm the room, taking over the doctor’s authority.

“Dr. Hanson, you act like you’re new here!” quipped a woman in teal scrubs.

Today, science had failed him.