Rand followed Scott to the nearest lift and then took it to deck 9. Rand could walk the path in her sleep. Then again she could walk any path to any destination in her sleep. Some early mornings and late nights, she felt like she did. She entered the lab, and made her way over to the enclosure and stopped, looked, brow wrinkled in confusion, she bent closer to make sure she was seeing what she was seeing. Then she turned to Scott. “She seems fine now.”

Yeoman Rand