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“In this suit, I can’t hear anything but ”

“Sounds like a pu” She pulled back one of the curtains surrounding a bed The blanket and sheets were crisp and flat

She went to the next On the floor next to the bed was a battery-powered oxygen machine like those used by people with respiratory problems The clear-plastic lines snaked under the covers Julia flashed her light over the bed Someone was in it, with the blankets pulled up over their head

She rushed forward “We’ve got a live one!”

Huxley peeled back the blankets A young wo directly into her nostrils Her dark hair was fanned over the pillow, fra a face with pale, delicate features She was bone thin, with long arms and slender shoulders Julia could see the outline of her clavicles through her T-shirt Even in repose, she’d obviously gone through an ordeal that had taken its toll

Her eyes fluttered open, and she screa over her bed

“It’s okay,” Julia said “I’m a doctor We’re here to rescue you”

Julia’s muffled voice did little to calm the woainst the head-board, drawing the blankets over herself

“My naet you out of here What’s your name?”

“WhoWho are you?” the young woman stammered

“I’m a doctor from another ship Do you knohat happened?”

“Last night, there was a party”

When the woman didn’t continue, Julia assu “Break out another hazen until she’s in it”

“Why’s that?” Eddie asked, tearing open the hazmat suit’s plastic wrap

“I think it’s why she survived and no one else did The virusthe aen from the hospital’s oh-two syste this portable unit here” Julia looked back at the girl She estier traveling with her family or a member of the crew “Can you tell me your name, sweetie?”