“Right. That’s endorphins and epinephrine and all the other good stuff in your body. Natural chemicals. It’s a release, like a high, and it’s supposed to feel really good. But the thing is, Mark, I think you didn’t feel good after you left, right?”
Mark snorted. “What makes you think that? Me running off like the building was on fire?”
“No, I get that. You were overwhelmed. But after? When you got wherever you were staying? Did you feel uneasy and shivery and just plain crappy?”
Mark narrowed his eyes and thought about how he’d felt that night. “Uh… yeah, I guess so. Why?”
“That was what’s called sub drop. All the good stuff flooded your brain and then it was depleted and you weren’t taken care of like you should have, and boom, you dropped.” Francis frowned, it seemed, at himself.
“But it wasn’t that kind of situation. It wasn’t a… a what did you call it?”