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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Waking Up

"Can you hear me?" Tobias' eyes opened in the brightness of the lab. His mind raced through thoughts that most definitely weren't there. His mind felt blank for a moment, then the rush of his memories came over him like a bolt of lightning.

"Just warp damn it!" He screamed into the light and collapsed onto the floor.

"Get him up," Came the voice from earlier. Two men came and grabbed him by his arms, struggling to keep their grip through the fluids. They pulled up a rolling chair that had been set behind him, and sat him in it.
Tobias looked ahead and saw the face of the man who'd first spoken as he continued, "Do you remember where you are?"

"Ugh," Tobias said with a cough, "Medical services clone lab?"

"That is correct," The man stopped for a moment, "Would you like some coffee?"

"No, I'm good," Tobias looked around the room and took his surroundings in. The ceiling tiles in the lab looked like they were stone with black spacers between. The walls were white, the floor was white except for in front of the newly opened clone vat, and the doctor's long nose looked like a small beak. His skin was pale and his eyes sunken. The doctor pursed his lips into something of a frown at that reply but continued.

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"We had jumped into A5-TR3, there was a gate camp," Tobias raised his hands and moved them in a circle, "Lots of tech two large bubbles. Sarah gave the order to align and hope. I uh, I guess I didn't make it," Tobias adjusted in the seat for a moment, suddenly aware that he was naked.

"Ok, what I'm about to tell you is going to be a bit hard to understand," it was Tobias' turn to frown at that as the Doctor continued, "That was over two years ago,"


"Most pod pilots don't opt for a regular personality backup. The process includes killing the current clone, and most people aren't that interested in throwing even a cloned life away. You last died in a pod two years and ten months ago. Your current clone was shot to death yesterday. As per our contract, we took your last known copy and put it into this clone,"

"You're sure it's me?"

"Yes. Uh, you'll remember everything except the last three years,"

Tobias' stood up and steadied his shaking legs, "Can I get cleaned up and dressed now?"

"Sure," The doctor said as he stood up himself, "I'll show you to the showers. When we're done, there's someone you're going to have to meet,"


"Your fiance,"

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