Brad and Amy walked into the command center looking much better the following morning. They"d both slept well the night before, a fact that seemed somewhat ironic considering they"d just awakened from a forty-two-year slumber.
Brad was feeling completely normal; the effects of the extended sleep all but gone. He"d enjoyed harassing Amy at breakfast, telling her she looked good for someone who"d been born seventy-six years earlier. The comment had earned him a sizable bruise on his upper arm.
RJ was already in her office, studying reports regarding the mountain"s status.
“What"s new, RJ?” Brad asked cheerfully.
“Not much. I tried talking to Carter this morning, but he"s still out of it. Doc says he was malnourished and hasn"t been taking good care of himself. He was awake, but he didn"t
