Week 5
“Hey guys! They want me to try again, can you believe it?” I plop down onto the floor between the two middle pods containing Toby and Will. I’ve spent a lot of time here recently, watching for any sign of change in Toby’s condition, but if you ignore his blackened arm, he seems back to normal. His heartbeat is strong and regular, just like that of the others. I don’t want to hurt him again. Or the others. I want them to stay like they are now, alive, listening to my rants, being the quiet company I’ve become used to. I like them alive. And with no guarantee that they will stay that way, I don’t want to risk it. But time is running out. They only have two weeks left until the lifepods’ energy will run out. They will wake up and will have to breathe the air of the Station. The air th
