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Tuesday, August 14, 5:15 p.m., Tracy Island
On the way down in the elevator, Drew asked his sister, "How long have you known about all this?"
She waved a hand. "Ah snooped it out th' first or second time Ah came. You know how Ah am about findin' things out."
"I also know how you are about keeping secrets."
Lisa folded her arms and raised an eyebrow in challenge. "Well, Ah kept this one. In fact, they didn't even know Ah knew... until they decided t' bring me intuh the loop. Then Ah told 'em."
"I'm impressed," Drew said, and left it at that.
They had to wait for a monorail car as both main cars were elsewhere on the track. "So, where are we going?" Drew asked.
"T' the lab. The vehicle repair bay is off of it." Lisa sighed, and wrapped her arms around herself tightly. "Ah don' get down heah much, really no reason t' do so. But Ah remembuh where things are."
Drew looked at his watch. "Jeff's had a good head start."
Lisa nodded. "Ah know. But y'all still might be of some help."
Meanwhile, Jeff had entered the lab. "Brains?" he called. "Are you here?" When there was no answer, he checked his watch and shrugged. Must have called it quits for the day.
He opened the door leading to the repair bay. It was dark; only a safety light or two struggled against the natural blackness that the caverns usually held. He reached back into the lab and fumbled for the lights with one hand. At his touch, the room was illuminated, one portion at a time, until finally Jeff could see for himself what he'd come to face.
He thought he knew what to expect, but the reality of it drove all coherent thought from his mind. He couldn't take his eyes from the vehicle until he found himself standing on the repair bay floor, his body having taken him down the stairs without his realizing. The dent in the medical cabin's rear corner was clearly visible and close to him; Seven's paint was scratched and scored by tornado-driven debris. He reached up hesitantly to run his hand along the side, swiping a slightly lighter path through the dirt, then looking blankly at what had accumulated on his fingers. He did the same to the dent, tracing the edges and exploring the depths of the indentation. Tiny flakes of paint came off; he ran a thumb over the gritty particles, then brushed his hands clear and continued around behind the medical cabin.
The rear door won't work; it's crumpled beyond opening. I'll have to try the side doors.
This other side was dirtier, and more scratched up from its landing in the field, but the doors stood open. There were signs that a power pry bar had been used. He climbed inside using the ladder rungs. The repair bay's bright overhead lights illuminated much of the cabin, but work lights had been strung up inside as well. Some of the biobeds were in the open position, dropped down as if ready to receive a patient. One of the antigravity stretchers hung from it's mooring, another lay on the floor in the far corner. There was a strong smell of disinfectant, and Jeff noticed streaks on the decking where something had spilled. Probably from the rear storage compartments.
He moved toward the back, but found his way to the surgery blocked by the indentation. We'll have to take the storage cabinets out to get into the surgery... and all the meds in the refrigerator will be ruined. He shook his head. This is going to be a big job.
Peering back, he tried to see what storage was in the rear. Were the lockers back here? I don't remember... but I don't think so. And I know they weren't in the surgery. He closed his eyes and swallowed. Oh, God, I remember now. They're in the cockpit.
"So, this is the lab? Brains works here?" Drew asked as Lisa punched in a code to the lock.
"Uh huh," she said as she waited for the green light. "Ah've got Kyrano's code, which'll get us in." She rounded on her brother. "But Jeff's not t' know that Ah do." The light turned green and the door slid aside. "Ah'm sure he won't mind, with us gettin' married soon and all, but still, Ah'd rathuh be th' one t' tell him."
"All right, all right," he said, as they walked into the lab. "I get the picture." He stopped in his tracks and let out a low whistle. "Wow. I had no idea." He slowly turned in place. "What does all this stuff do?"
"Ah dunno!" Lisa replied irritably. "He pushes the buttons; the lights flash, the machines beep..." Pulling on her brother's arm, she dragged him over to the door to the repair bay. "Jeff's in there."
"Aren't you coming?" Drew asked, stopping just before he opened the door.
Lisa suddenly sobered. "Not yet. When Dianne goes. Ah'll come then."
Taking a deep breath, Drew let it out slowly and nodded. "Wish me luck." Then he was through the door and into the repair bay.
"Ah wish you a whole lot moah than that, Drew, 'cause yoah gonna need it," Lisa murmured.
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