When she woke up, she saw Melody’s face coming into focus. She was sitting on the bed next to her. Her eyes were cast downwards, and she was focused on removing her bracelet and FoodDepositor.
“Hey,” Kat said hoarsely. “So, getting stabbed isn’t fun.”
Melody frowned, her eyebrows knitting together. She brushed Kat’s hair back on her forehead, shaking her head.
“I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I don’t know why they were taking so long.” Her hand gripped at her chest, and she struggled to breathe. “I had my ComCator up, so I knew James was watching the monitor. I could hear you screaming.”
“The teleporter…had a problem.”
“So I’ve been told.”
“We both know…that this isn’t…over, right?” Kat tried to sit up, but Melody gently eased her back down.
Kat was so exhausted, it felt like her eye
