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."

helmet, revealing

syringe from nearby and administered a shot into Fitch's arm. Together with Sarah, they

adjacent empty bed.

system ran diagnostics. There was a

screen.

Match success, match

years ago; he had his eye on this physical specimen

Sarah reviewed the cascading

the data and analyze it. If everything checks out, we'll proceed with the

"Understood."

though her gaze lingered on Fitch with an unmistakable yearning. She

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

a coma forever.

syringe spread through Fitch's body, his world began to swirl into chaos. He

voices around him but couldn't make out

that the preparations were complete. Bernard, meanwhile,

before giving

filled in the

"Seventy percent."

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