The hour was late and Sickbay was quiet as Anaya entered for her boarding examination, the low hum of the various diagnostic machines in standby mode adding an almost restful background music, which combined with the lowered lighting led to a peaceful ambience, almost more like a meditation chamber than a theatre where the actors fought a life and death struggle on a daily basis.

“Hello?” She called in a hushed tone, wary of disturbing the tranquility of the compartment.

Anaya- Asst Counsellor