He took a glance and found no abnormality; then he asked Sarah aside, “Any idea when we'll have the antidote ready?”

“If we're lucky, three months. If not, it could take up to six,” Sarah glanced at the monitors, her brow furrowed in concentration as

the data danced before her eyes.

Fitch asked in concern, "Is there a problem?"

"No. Could you just handthat vial, please? I want to run schecks."

Almost reflexively, he reached for the bottle she was pointing at. Inside was a green liquid. He saw that Sarah moved to another

terminal, and the vial in his hand unexpectedly exploded.

He was unharmed, but his nose wrinkled at the acrid smell that filled the air. He glanced down at the shards in his hand and then

looked up, his vision blurring.

Sarah walked over, helping him lie down as she peeled his eyelids back for a quick examination. Turning to the person beside her,

she said, "We're good to go."

their protective helmet, revealing a face Fitch

nearby and administered a shot into

adjacent empty bed.

flickered across the central monitor, as the system ran diagnostics. There was a string

screen.

complete. Match

years ago; he had his eye

Sarah reviewed

If everything checks out, we'll proceed with

"Understood."

though her gaze lingered on Fitch

by a love that made her want to abandon everything. She could spend her life just

a coma forever.

his

around him but couldn't

Bernard, confirming that the preparations were complete. Bernard, meanwhile,

chamber, stroking it gently before giving it

the gaps in

"Seventy percent."

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