Chapter 18 – Desperate Measures
Kajora scanned the numbers on her tablet yet again. Sixth time, tenth time, twentieth... She had lost track of how many times. It had to be done, though. She had to be sure. And she still had her doubts.
But she was hopeful.
The isolation chamber had been her home for... well, she couldn't remember. Hours, days, weeks... as with checking her tablet, she had lost track. There was nothing for her to do but work on a remedy for Agraricide, and that's all she had done, and every other concern had been pushed aside. Her hair was greasy and tangled, her uniform was rumpled, and her chemical toilet was nearly full again. She had already emptied it once via the chamber's sterilizing airlock. Or was it twice? Again, she couldn't remember. Her mind was consumed wit
