NORTHERN MARKETS
EPISODE FIFTEEN: Azure is haywire
Bob never heard a word of the conversation- the noise of the machine were too loud. Then he heard loud clinking and the metal slab he was laying on slid back out.
A minute later, Bob was fully dressed. “What time is it?” he asked.
“It’s 3:15” Dr. Hemming said.
“You may not remember it, but Azure is right” Shuma said. “I looked at the images the machine made of you and it shows massive healed scarring.”
“It’s like you were ripped to shreds and healed back to 100% in two minutes” Dr. Hemming added.
“I guess there’s no denying it then” Bob conceded.
“This leaves a gap in the field report.” Shuma advised him. “You can’t leave here until this is cleared up” she reminded him.
Bob said nothing.
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All day Azure was barely awake. Clerics, or anyone working or volunteering in the infirmary always checked on her when they passed her room. At 2:30 in the afternoon, her critically low pulse scared the crap out of the people in charge of her. She woke up once around 5:00 and was barely able to drink the soup and health fuel the clerics gave her. They had to hold her up and make her drink through a straw. After she ate, she fell asleep again.
At 8 or so, the clerics moved Azure to a room closer to the office where they worked to keep a better eye on her. Her body temperature also dropped scaring them. They had a debate about what they thought was going on, and used power crystals to keep the girl warm.
Then at 11 at night things completely changed.
Azure woke up, shaking and sweating in the dark from that same dream again. She could hardly see a thing in the dark room and in panic kicked off her blanket. The power crystals went flying and hit the floor. One broke. The echo of shattering glass scared the crap out of her. read more