Worlds Apart
You look around wildly as you shout the question, frustrated to see that none of the others are coming over to help. In fact, not one of them seems even aware that anything out of the oridinary is happening. You know that others have been getting ill, but surely some of the others must care?
Dash45 is starting to lie still, a glazed look coming into her eyes. You feel a hand lightly rest on your shoulder and know, without looking, that it is the Guardian.
The doctor pushes his way through the others and crouches down next to you and Dash45, taking out his medkit and getting out a needle and a vial of liquid. He draws some of the liquid into the needle and then glances towards you. "You need to take your seat."
(Remember the code A1).
Dash45 is starting to lie still, a glazed look coming into her eyes. You feel a hand lightly rest on your shoulder and know, without looking, that it is the Guardian.
The doctor pushes his way through the others and crouches down next to you and Dash45, taking out his medkit and getting out a needle and a vial of liquid. He draws some of the liquid into the needle and then glances towards you. "You need to take your seat."
(Remember the code A1).