Icarus worked his way down the corridor to the ship’s main sickbay. He had already heard the rumors going around the ship about the unorthodox looking CMO. He chuckled at the rumors wondering a ship full of galactic explorers freak out about someone not looking ‘normal’.

He was not one to judge based on heresay so made sure to keep an open mind when meeting the CMO for the first time.

The doors to sickbay slid open to reveal a room that had to have come strait from someone’s nightmare. The inside of the Sickbay had been transformed! There were multiple tables each with bubbling chemicals, beakers and pipe organ music reminiscent of the phantom of the opera. The lights in here were dimmed and there was a light rolling fog on the floor that left the bio beds looking like small rafts on a lake of horrors.

The CIO’s eyes scanned across the room as he stood there in silence for a moment. “Zoinks!!!! Scooooob, where are you?’ he asked quietly.

Remington (CIO)