Page 6 of Alone
Week 4
Control>>We want you to try again.
Louise>>Is it safe this time?
Control>>You know the answer to that.
Louise>>I can't let this happen again. I almost killed him.
Control>>Would you rather they die in their lifepods?
Louise>>Yes, it's painless. The virus isn't. Trust me, if you'd have heard the screams, you'd not want to put them through this.
Control>>You won't survive on your own. You need them just as much as they need you right now. Focus. Have some trust in us. We've done our best to make this safe.
Louise>>Like you did last time?
Control>>We know what went wrong and we've fixed that. It's been recalculated from scratch. It should work.
Louise>>'Should' isn't good enough.
Week 5
"Hey guys! They wantme to try again, can you believe it?" I plop down onto the floor between the two middle pods containing Toby and Will. I've spent a lot of time here recently, watching for any sign of change in Toby's condition, but if you ignore his blackened arm, he seems back to normal. His heartbeat is strong and regular, just like that of the others. I don't want to hurt him again. Or the others. I want them to stay like they are now, alive, listening to my rants, being the quiet company I've become used to. I like them alive. And with no guarantee that they will stay that way, I don't want to risk it. But time is running out. They only have two weeks left until the lifepods' energy will run out. They will wake up and will have to breathe the air of the Station. The air that might still contain the virus.
There's no way around it, I need to do it. But maybe I should wait another week... no, if it doesn't work, there may not be enough time left to make a new batch. I shudder at the thought. I can't afford this to be another failure. Toby has already lost an arm, and it's only due to the antidote that he survived.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
