“Hatice, wake up.”
I groaned angrily as my mind emerged from the blessed darkness of sleep. I groggily opened my eyes and peered up at one of the senior technicians in the lab.
“What?” I asked distractedly as I wiped the slight drool off my cheek and organized the papers on my desk. I must have dozed off while I was working on the calculations for the new experiment I had designed earlier. Hopefully, none of the ink had smeared onto my face and my drool hadn’t made the writing illegible.
At the elongated silence from my technician, I looked up at him again with more focus. His kind, intelligent brown eyes were nervous, and he glanced over his shoulder. I noticed that he seemed very tense and was shifting from foot to foot.
My eyes followed his to the doorway of the lab where two gu
