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Tension

Tension

 

Smoke. Thick black smoke. Filling lungs with heat. Can’t breathe.

 

 

 

An empty cell. Cool, clean, crisp air.

 

 

 

Alarms. Screams. A name. “Victor! Victor! Where are you son?!”

 

 

 

Quiet. The soft hum of a forcefield.

 

 

Pain. Burning flesh on the back. A pair of arms roughly grabbing.

 

 

Soft bed. Comfort. Soothing.

 

 

 

Explosions. Running. Panic. Fear. Death.

 

 

Absolute calm.

 

 

 

Dr. Images shook his head. The mindmeld had been interesting but one of the snags was that it unlocked a memory he hated. It was torture to have to sit here with nothing to take his mind off it. He needed to get out of this cell. He needed to be in sickbay with the team. If the station was going to be in any danger he wanted a choice in the matter. He didn’t want it to be like that day. That unforgettable day on Kambana.

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