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“Dr. Grunch,” instructed Glen, “I’m clearly going nowhere soon. So, please prioritise Daniel. Complete your scans and checks on Daniel first, and let him get back to work as soon as possible. If I’m not dying, then I can wait.”

While Glen was not dying, there was more temporal shifts in his body make up. For example his right kidney was now showing deaging to about what it had been in his late teens-early 20s! While his sense of hearing was showing advanced deterioration due to the onset of advanced aging. As a result Glen’s capacity to hear was for the moment quite muffled.

“Nurse While I do some research I need you to keep up on treating the Captains Problems” he said turning to one of his nursing staff then turning to his office to start trying to figure out how to fix the captains condition

”..Of course Doctor..” NE Nurse Beedlepan said.

“What was that? I didn’t quite catch it?” Glen asked Grunch, “I don’t think this has reached the point to pray in church, but I’m sorry if I have become a problem.”

Glen couldn’t hear the reply, “I can’t hear you. Is your UT on mute?

Grunch Left the Nurse in charge while he went to his office to start Researching pulling up any information he could about Temporal Anomalies affecting a persons body and looking to see if there were any cases similar to this before he also looked into all the past cases to see how the patients body was affected by a temporal anomaly and how it was fixed.

Glen again tried to sit up, but didn’t have the energy. He saw the Doctor speaking to the Nurse but he couldn’t hear what they said, nor had he ever learnt to lip read. He realised something was seriously wrong with his hearing; he also couldn’t hear the hum and bleeps from the bio-bed display panel, nor the whooshing of Grunch’s door as he left the room. This situation was no longer something to joke about if the sickness he was experienced was more widespread. He knew that Daniel was still in Sickbay, when he should be helping the crew build the machine to reverse these weird effects.

Glen was also starving; which was odd, since he had eaten not very long ago. He wasn’t sure if the hunger was another symptom of his malaise, but it was a big coincidence if it wasn’t. “Any chance of some food from the replicator?” Glen asked the Nurse. “Or, could you get my Yeoman and ask her to get Chef to rustle up something from the kitchen? I’m famished!”

Beedlepan came over to the captain eyeing the results. She spoke up almost at a shouting level that should be enough for Glen to hear her. “..The temporal shifts in your body Captain are effecting your hearing. Try to relax, if evidence from the others is any indication it should pass uh soon!” She said.

“Yes,” replied Glen. “I am having trouble hearing. I didn’t catch the last part. Did you say that the prevalence of the brother’s dictation is the mass of the Moon? Sorry, I don’t understand??”

”..As for some food I’ll get the kitchens to send you something down, any preference?” She inquired?

“Is that his name?” asked Glen, “Good! Yes, some food please. And no, I don’t have a preference for any particular colour. That seems an odd choice though!”

Meanwhile Daniel had come up besides the two, “..If there is nothing else I really should return to the tasks at hand..” He said.

Beedlepan turned for a moment, “..Oh! Um....sure if there is anything else we need we’ll call!” she said and so Daniel then left to return to work.

GM CockRoach

-Glen, CO