Sector
2100
Planet
2101
December
10, 2052
Charlie
opened his heavy eyelids and stared at the ceiling.
“Ahh!”
Charlie gripped his stomach where he recalled being impaled.
“You're
awake! That's good news!” a medical officer rushed into the room.
“What's
going on? Where am I?” Charlie tried to sit up.
“Please
rest. You were in a coma after your crash.” the officer held
Charlie down.
“Coma?
What? What day is it?” Charlie blinked in disbelief.
“December
8, 2052 sir. Here have some water.” the officer walked over his
desk and poured a cup of water.
“Thanks,
get me Owens please. I have debrief him regarding the mission.”
Charlie waved his hand.
“I
know it's a lot to take in at this time, but Owens is no longer
here.” the officer spoke softly.
“What?
Huh? No longer here?” Charlie tried to sit up.
“Owens
was killed in action last month.” the officer alerted other medical
staff nearby.
“What?
How could it be?” Charlie raised his voice and tried to leave the
bed.
The
medical staff quickly went in and held Charlie down.
“Sir,
you must rest.” the medical officer grabbed a syringe.
“No,
get off me! I must speak to Owens now wherever you are hiding him!”
Charlie pushed one medical staff to the ground and tripped on the
wires connecting to his body.
The
medical staff quickly pinned Charlie to the ground and the officer
quickly administered a relaxant into Charlie's arm.
“Take
it easy, everything is going to be alright.” the officer pulled out
the needle and watched Charlie's eyes close.
The
staff quickly lifted Charlie from the ground and placed him back onto
the bed.
“What's
the commotion?” Paul walked into the room.
“Charlie
woke up and had a reality attack.” the officer replied.
“And...?”
Paul crossed his arms.
“He
got very aggressive and we had to relax him before he hurts himself.”
the officer reported.
“That's
good news. I'll notify the others.” Paul thanked.
“Yeah,
someone has got to tell him what happened with Owens. He seemed to be
keen on speaking with Owens.” the officer waved the medical staff
to leave the room.
“I'll
let Tarbuck handle that one...” Paul chuckled and left the room to
let the officer do his work.
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