Chapter Five
After breakfast the next day, the tests started. No one had come back into my room after I’d eaten. I’d had a fitful sleep during the night, filled with dreams of laser fire and screams in the jungle.
My muscles felt like I’d been in combat training for twenty hours straight, a side-effect of being stunned. My eyes were gritty and my mouth had lost all moisture.
I didn’t want to be poked and prodded. I wanted to block out the world. Grief threatened to drag me under and I wanted to let it.
A nurse fussed over the Bio-scan and I ignored her. I’d barely eaten my breakfast and refused to speak.
My mind replayed every interaction I’d had with Zhenna, Mosuti, Bazeelia, and Janssen, including the events in the jungle. On a loop.
I could almost feel Janssen’s lips against mine.
