April Rains.

Norman stuck on his rain coat and hat,"Ready Dad!", Kyle smiled, looking exhausted and his eyes more. . . Sunken.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, uhm. . . Just had some trouble sleeping last night."
. . .
Norman had an idea,"Dad, if you want I can walk to The Petersons myself while you catch up on sleep.", Kyle made a face,"Norman. . .", "It's not that far though, and I'm old enough to talk to school myself.", yeah, before you got sick.
Kyle sighed, he didn't have the energy to think and honestly he really needed to sleep.
"Okay. . . But take an umbrella, and call me to make sure you get there."
"Yay!"
Norman took it, hugging his Dad who patted his head.

~

Norman had fun walking in the rain, his favourite green raincoat he hadn't worn in a long while or his Wellington Boots.
It was raining a lot, he made sure to splash every puddle and honestly missed the rain, the wind and the cold.
Especially with how stuffy a hospital is.

He saw the Petersons, he lit up as he walked over and saw Ike's bike.
Then saw someone upstairs, maybe Theodore?

Ding dong.

"Hi!"
Robert let him in,"Hey there, alone today?", "Dad was really, really tried and I insisted to walk.", he put the umbrella by the door, Robert nods,"Understandable; Working for that man is awful.", Norman nods, taking his hat off and shaking his hair.
"Uhm, are Theodore and Ike upstairs? I thought I saw someone in the window."
"Right here, Norman!"
Ike and Theodore peaked around the corner of the living room, to Norman's surprise as Robert took his hat,"Maybe you saw one of the mannequins, Theodore has been showing them off.", that intrigued Norman and he took off the coat to join them.
Robert took his hat and bag, taking that chance to gather a few more hair samples and. . . He frowned.
Norman's water bottle, it was decent yes but. . . It looked. . . Foggy or Cloudly.
Not enough to notice, but holding it to the light it was very obvious.
"Hmm. . ."
Robert unscrewed the lid, poured a little into a cup, screwed it back on and in the bag.
"Your bag is on the table, Norman if needed."
"Thank you!"

~

Down in the basement, Robert examined the new hair samples.
You can tell how long ago someone digested something, especially medicine and each hair sample told him that whatever it was that Norman was taking, he was taking every day.

The water, he poured some into a sample container and put that under the microscope.
. . .
This was intriguing.
There was definitely something, something that almost blended in but if he had to describe it.
It was like someone poured something in, mixed it to blend it and it almost would have looked like just dirty water.
Until you think that Norman's been getting sick to the point of being Hospitalised for so long.
He put one hair sample in to let it sit in the water, see what happens and then run a few more experiments to see what this is.