Linkin grumbled when the chief medical officer told him that he needed to see the CNS. “I’m a doctor, and if I need to see a bloody psychologist I will go see one.” He had told them. But when he was told that it was the captain’s orders that all new members were to report he bit his lip and made his way to the CNS office.

Once he arrived he pressed the chime and waited impatiently for the CNS to call him in.

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