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The Med-Lab on Station Twelve was a crowded room where doctors in white lab coats scurried about. One young man with a vacant stare sat on the edge of a bed while a nurse in blue scrubs scanned him with some medical device.
Melissa sat on another bed with her hands in her lap, her shoulders hunched up as she tried to make herself as small as possible. “Why did you do it, Jen?” she whispered, trembling as a shiver went through her.
Everything was different now.
In some ways, she was more aware of her environment, aware of everything in this room without having to look. She knew – somehow – that a doctor was coming up behind her, and that in precisely three seconds, he would be close enough for her to turn and grab his collar if she wanted to.
The Nassai that she now carried filled h
