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“I want you to know that I cannot require you to participate in this centrifuge experience,” Doctor Randall said, facing the group in one of the most intimidating rooms Bev had ever been in. Even when she had been working in New York and stood in front of her boss, knowing she was about to lose her job—it didn’t compare with this. The circular room was bare, shining red tile gleaming from the walls. And in the middle…something that looked like it could belong in an amusement park, if you didn’t know that in a few minutes you were going to feel six times your weight pressing in on you. Yeah, she had Googled it.
The contraption had two long metal arms that spanned the room and looked like it pivoted around a metal cylinder that was bolted to the floor. On the end of one of the arms was
