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Unlife on Mars; Grrr, Arg.
Topic Started: Mar 9 2015, 11:45 PM (7,954 Views)
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*Four months have gone by since the first case broke out. Four months since their lives all turned upside down. London fell first, then Manchester afterwards. Gene'll forever be proud of that. All those posh hoity-toity Southerners, coming up 'ere, bringing their diseases! But it's nothing to laugh about, not really. The virus spreads fast, claiming every city, town and village in the country. Nowhere is safe, or so the radio says. Stay in your houses, lock the doors, don't go out for any reason. But of course that instantly sent everyone into a panic, and now the roads are clogged with abandoned and burnt out vehicles, unpassable even with Gene's extensive knowledge of the city's backstreets.

They were all in the station when it went down - reports of crazed citizens biting and savaging other members of the public. News reports from London had prepared them all for what was to come, but seeing it in the flesh was another thing altogether. Mrs Peterson from the local offie, knawing on Mr Sajib's leg like a chicken drumstick, blood everywhere... They knew they'd have to put her down, but shooting at a familiar face, eyes white and mouth red, hissing and gargling coming from her throat? Nobody could have been ready for that.

They did what they could with the resources the had until finally the city collapsed and chaos took over. Looting and fires, death and destruction were everywhere. People fleeing to the country, people arriving fleeing from the country, people barricading themselves indoors, camping out on rooftops... It was like something from a film.

With half of the force already bitten and turned, the remaining police had no choice but to lock themselves in the station and sit it out for a while. And though he hated sitting about and waiting, Gene had to admit that the station was the best place for them to be. There were secure areas like the cells, a canteen with a mostly full larder. Enough storeys for them to watch the city and stairs for when the power finally was cut to the lift.

The power switching off was part of what finally did it. The fridge and freezer warmed, ruining half of the already dwindling food supplies. Everybody had known that the station couldn't be a permanent fortress from the horrors outside, and it was now time to venture out. The running water went with the electricity, and people were needing to go out on food and water collections. That lasted a couple more weeks until finally the lack of supplies began to turn people on each other. Then they hear the battery operated radio crackle. Salvation, a fortified camp up north. Only a few hours drive on a clear motorway, but with no vehicle it'd take weeks to walk it. More, considering the slow and cautious pace they'd have to take. But with supplies running low and morale at breaking point, it was a risk they'd have to take.

Appointing himself leader (as if anyone would have objected) and Sam as second on command, Gene posed an ultimatum. Anyone who wanted to fight for a chance to survive could join him. Anyone who wanted to waste away in this godforsaken building could starve to death on their own.

What was left of CID and a few other officers accepted, filling their police rucksacks with as much bottled water and canned food as they could reasonably take from the others, guns - lots of guns, and set off, bound for the various shops they needed things from. Pop up tents, knives, more weapons, toothpaste, matches... Anything of use.

A few fell during the mission, but mostly the run was a success, lasting a few days with them using a shop as a Base.

And now, Gene walks next to Sam as they navigate their way through yet another car-obstructed road. They're out of Manchester now, but the shelter is still weeks away. Progress has been slow. Humans have turned out to be just as dangerous as the bloody zombies so far - ambushing anyone they could for supplies. Vince was bitten on the leg not far out of the city. It took 12 hours for the fever to finally finish him off, and then another whole five minutes for Gene to pull himself together enough to strike the final blow. He won't have one of his own walking around like one of those monsters.

With their slowly diminishing group in tow, they keep walking. Night'll be setting in soon... Two hours or so and it'll be dark.

Gene turns to Sam, chin peppered with stubble and dirt smudged on his face, voice rough with the effort of keeping his legs moving*

S'gonna get dark soon... Should try to find somewhere to sleep.

*looks past his partner at the dark abandoned houses on one side of the street, focusing on the one at the end - more windows for escape routes that way. *

Think Mr and Mrs Undead'll mind if we squat for the night?
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*Myers checks her watch, clearly eager to get back to the lab.

"... Five minutes? You can come back later, once you've rested."*
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*Five minutes. Not much at all... But it's something, at least. Sam nods.

Then, without another word, he knocks on Gene's door before opening it carefully, slipping into the room and closing the door behind him softly. If Gene is asleep, he doesn't want to wake him... *
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*Gene is indeed asleep as Sam enters the room - a drained glass of water sitting beside the bed, the covers pulled up to his chin and his head hanging awkwardly to the side across the pillows. Falling asleep while laying flat on your back isn't easy, but Gene's body seems to be forcing the rest upon him.

Looks like Sam might need to give him a nudge.*
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*Ah... He really is asleep. Sam walks up to the bed, but then hovers uncertainly. Gene needs all the rest he can get, so really, Sam shouldn't wake him up...

But on the other hand, Gene is the one person who really deserves to know what's happening. He wouldn't forgive Sam if he just went into those tests without having told Gene.

And... And Sam can't do this without having talked to Gene. He simply can't.

So, with a cautious look over to the closed door, Sam leans down and places a gentle kiss to Gene's forehead, whispering afterwards*

Hey... Gene. It's me, Sam.
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*Gene's been asleep for a while, and the soft kiss to his forehead is just what he needs to rouse him.

The sound of Sam's voice is what make his eyes fly open.

Suddenly he's right back in the woods, waking up from a sleep on the rough ground sheltered by the ruins of a shed, danger all around.*

Wha-??
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*Gene's sudden awakening startles Sam - this is exactly what he wanted to avoid...! And that look in Gene's eyes... He doesn't seem to know where they are.

Quickly and as gently as possible, Sam cups Gene's cheek - the unhurt one - with his hand while sitting down on the bed, resting the other on Gene's belly.*

*gently* It's alright, s'just me. We're at the village. Remember?
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*Gene's heart's beating hard in his chest as he comes back to himself. Sam's hand on his cheek - the familiarity of it along with the comforting pressure on his stomach - gradually he finds himself calming.*

Sam.... Yeah, Jesus. Yeah, I remember.

*He lets out a long breath before opening his eyes properly and blinking up at Sam.*

You okay?
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*Oh thank god. A relieved smile flits across Sam's face as he begins stroking his thumb across Gene's skin, rough with stubble.*

Yeah.

Listen, I - *he glances back to the door quickly* - I don't have much time right now. They asked me about - about my blood, and the test they'd need to run to see whether anything can be done.

I agreed. We're starting today.

*He knows it's a lot to take in at once, especially just after Gene's woken up... But he needs to make sure that Gene is completely up to date.*
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*wait, what?? It's taking a moment for Gene's brain to catch up.

Today? Now??*

Wait - you... You agreed already?

What tests are they doing? They gave you details, yeah?
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*Sam's hands remain where they are - he's determined to keep Gene calm, whatever it takes... *

They'll take my blood, perform stress and endurance tests, then take some of my blood again. That's it, as far as I know.

*Sam's hand on Gene's torso shifts up to his shoulder, squeezing gently.*

And... *He gives a sad little smile*... I couldn't exactly say no, could I. Not with what's at stake.

... You know I never could.
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*Knowing that they're both safe, Gene should be relaxing. But he can't, not now he knows it's really happening. He knows Sam couldn't say no - he'd known all along that if there was even a 1% chance of saving someone else, Sam would agree.

But it still doesn't sit well with Gene - not since its all going to happen behind closed doors where he can't supervise it.

Concerned, Gene raises his own hand to grip onto Sam's upper arm.*

S'why I need to be there. Watch what they do. Stop you from letting them overstep the mark.
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*Sam blinks with surprise at Gene's last remark. It shouldn't surprise him, really, the way Gene cares - Sam would be the same way - but the warm feeling the words cause still catch him unawares.

And he can't even deny that he's worried about those tests. Despite what Rob, and especially Annie said... He doesn't know these people.

Still, it needs to be done - especially if it means that they'll trust him and Gene enough to let them stay unconditionally. Anything to make that happen... *

I'll look after myself. I promise. Annie trusts Rob, and he'll be there.

And they've agreed to let me see you more whole you're bed-bound, so that's something, eh?
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*Well that's something... But Gene's sleep-addled brain can't help the concern he feels right now. He should be there, making sure that Sam's treated right. It feels so fundamentally wrong for him not to be there during this.

Relaxing his grip on Sam ever so slightly, Gene tries to settle himself and say what he needs to say.*

You just promise me that if you start suspecting anything - any weird shit - you'll shut it down and come see me. Okay? I know you're too bloody good not to try this, but... You look after number one before anyone else. Okay?
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*This time, Sam nods without hesitation.*

I promise. Soon as I suspect anything, I'm out.

*Feeling Gene's grip relax a bit, Sam raises his own hand to take Gene's, intertwining their fingers.*

How about you, you alright?
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*Gene nods, relieved. Sam's given him his word. And Sam never breaks his promises.

Gathering himself, Gene turns his attention to his own health. He still aches and he's still tired as anything, but in comparison to before...!*

Oh I'm just peachy. I'll be up and about in no time, you just watch me.

Gotta keep an eye on you, don't I. The trouble you get in without me babysitting, doesn't bear thinking about!
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*Sam can't help but smile - he knows that Gene still has a long way to go, but he can see that he's been getting better. His face isn't as pale as it was before, nor are there the tell-tale red splotches a fever would cause. Even his voice sounds more like himself again.

Sam gives Gene a loving pat on his uninjured leg.*

The village won't know what hit it once you start pottering about on crutches.
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*Gene's mouth twitches with a grin.*

That's if they even have crutches here. You might have to carry me.
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*Pleased that he made Gene smile, Sam shakes his head with a chuckle.*

If they don't, I'll carve them for you if I have to. Better on your mobility, and my back.
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*Gene rolls his eyes, involved in the joke.*

Always got to find some excuse not to give me a piggy back, haven't you!

*then, sobering up a little, Gene glances at the door.*

How long've you got?
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*Sam's grin fades quickly as Gene asks that question, and he glances over to the door reflexively.*

Fife minutes... But I'll come back after the tests.

*He pats Gene's leg, for both their benefit, putting ad much conviction into his voice as he can muster*

They're not keeping me away from you much longer.
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*Gene watches Sam as he glances at the door - that means there are people outside, then. Huh. Proper military operation isn't it.*

You're coming back here straight after? I want proof of what goes on. Make sure you're alright.
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*Sam looks back at Gene and nods.*

Straight after. Rob gave me his word, and so did the doctor.

*And then, as if on cue, a knock from the door, along with Rob's voice. "Sam? I'm sorry, but we have to get going."

Sam grimaces. His hand tightens its grip around Gene's for a moment.*
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*Gene twitches as the voice rings through the door. Damn, times up already?

He squeezes Sam's hand right back, making sure to catch his attention.*

You remember what I said. Any funny business, you tell me and we leave. Okay?
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*Sam's pulse is beginning to race when Gene's words draw his attention.

Leave... Gene really would.

Sam remains silent for a moment, then nods.*

Okay.

*Quickly, he bends down to kiss Gene on the lips, holding it for a good few moments. Then he has to go, he knows he has to. Sam gets up with a look of regret.*

Be good.
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*Gene closes his eyes as Sam leans down to kiss him, savouring the soft pressure against his lips. It's hard to just let Sam straighten up, not knowing exactly what he'll be facing... But he has to. Sam can look after himself. Any dodgy business and they'll deal with it.*

Dont know the meaning of the word.

*gives Sam an encouraging cheeky look, hoping to lift him up a bit and give him some courage*
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*Sam can't help but smile at the look Gene is giving him, letting out a soft snort.*

Don't I know it.

*There's another knock on the door, which Sam answers with calling out*

Alright, coming...!

*One last look at Gene, a small grimace, and then he turns and walks away from the bed.

He only looks at Rob and Dr Myers once he's gently closed the door behind himself. He may have taken a little too long in there, but he doesn't care - Sam needed this. He needed to see Gene, let him know what was going on. Now that he's done that, he feels better about the whole procedure.*
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*Myers, clearly impatient, gives Sam a curt nod.

"Okay, shall we get going?"

Rob flashes Sam an apologetic look - he knows Sam would have preferred to have longer in there, but after the tests he'll make sure that Sam's brought back here. he did promise, after all.

They steer Sam down the corridor and out of the building, towards a slightly larger structure. As they approach the doors, Rob leans in to Sam.

"This is the only internally guarded part of the base - Where the military kept their weapons, supplies, all that stuff."

He nods at the two men standing either side of the door.

"Well. I say heavily guarded. Steve and Dave here, they're as heavy as we could get."*
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*Sam decides to ignore Myers' impatience, but Rob's apologetic glance doesn't pass unnoticed.

As they approach the building, Sam glances back a couple times - he wants to remember the way from the facility to the hospital...

Steve and Dave greet Rob with a nod and a salute, sparing only a fleeting look for Sam. Clearly military trained, then... Which reminds him.*

How many soldiers live here, then?

*It can't be many, if two people is all they can spare to guard what clearly is one of the most important buildings of the village...*
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*Myers guides them down the hallway, turning down another corridor and pulling a set of keys out of her pocket, ignoring Rob's running commentary.

"Fifteen - or... Fourteen now... We're training some of the civilians in combat and self defense. We have six stationed around the perimeter on top of the outer walls, all on shift rotation. Hopefully we'll have upwards of twenty five once the training's complete."*
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*Fourteen... for a village this size, it's not a lot. Sam can see all the more why they're being so careful. Only six guarding the outer walls. Sam blows out a breath, considering all this - before realising with a start that he's beginning to think as though... as though they're going to stay.

He doesn't know what to do with that.*

Right.

... how many police officers? They've had at least part of that training, shouldn't be too hard to get them up to military standard?
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*Myers unlocks the door, walking through and waiting for the others to follow.

Rob heads through, expecting Sam to follow.

"Only your band of troops. But I've been meaning to talk to you about that properly. We could use a police presence here, keep everyone in check and take some of the strain off the military. If that sounds like a job you'd consider."*
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*Sam does follow, though with a moment's hesitation.*

... I suppose it would be sensible. But do you think the villagers would accept it? Old professions don't mean much these days, unless you're a doctor.

*That's right... because he was a doctor, that man with the cannibals had clearly been favoured by the group. Just thinking about him makes Sam's hand clench into a tight fist.*
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*Rob shrugs.

"Maybe old professions are all we've got. The only things that give the community a feeling of normalcy. Can't hurt to try."

And at that, Myers switches on the light in the room, revealing a pretty spacious space with no windows. The light flickers a little, due to the old generator no doubt.

It looks like a very basic doctors office, a desk, a bed in the centre, cupboards full of medical equipment, with bigger pieces tucked away in the corners.

Myers explains,

"Here we are. Not exactly state of the art, but we had to condense, you see. Our infrastructure can't cope with powering multiple rooms at once, so we've moved the majority of essentials in here."*
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*What Rob is saying makes sense; before Sam can reply, however, they enter the room, and Sam's thoughts abruptly return to what's about to happen.

His eyes sweep the room swiftly, taking in the sparse furnishing - and then linger on the straps attached to the bed.

His back and shoulders grow tense before he turns around to face Myers.*

So what's in store for me? You still haven't told me. Not really.

*He tries to keep the hostility out of his voice, but Sam can't help it - it's an instinct that's become a part of him. Self preservation at all cost.*
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*Myers tries to relax her stance, to show Sam she's not a threat.

"We'll start with blood tests... Get your resting heart rate and check your vitals... And then we'll want to see if we can get your heart pumping. Try and get your brain working."

She gestures to the bed.

"You've probably heard of ECT before. Usually it's used to treat certain mental issues, but it's very good at stimulating the brain and activating the body. We'll stimulate you through that and then take your blood again. The lab will analyse things overnight. See how the remnants of the virus behave."*
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*ECT.

Sam slowly stands up that little bit straighter.

He's heard of ECT... but only vaguely. From what he knows, it wasn't used anymore, not since the mid 70s... but right now it's different, isn't it. He can't recall any details... but the roiling in his stomach tells him that it whatever he'd heard, it can't have been good.

Cautiously, he asks*

Are there any side effects?

*He casts a glance at Rob as well, to see how he reacts to this - the man's got a fairly open face, so if there's anything wrong, it'll show...*
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*Sadly, Sam won't get much from Rob - he's never seen it in action and only knows what he's been told and learned through general knowledge. Myers on the other hand gives Sam a reassuring smile.

"Sometimes patients feel a little nauseous and tired afterwards. Maybe a bit scrambled - we recommend a good sleep after, and that puts people right."*
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*Sam watches the doctor closely as she speaks, trying to see any and all hints of dishonesty... but there are none. She genuinely believes that there is no danger. She doesn't seem to be trying to get him into something that might hurt him...

After what feels like an eternity, Sam exhales audibly.*

Alright then. You mentioned breakfast?
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*visibly relieved that Sam hasn't turned and run, Myers turns to the cabinet behind her and pulls out a granola bar.

"Only a month or so out of date - had one myself this morning. Perfectly fine still."

She holds it out to Sam, waiting for him to take it.

"once you've eaten that we'll get started. You should drink something too - there's a bottle of water next to the bed, you can help yourself."*
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*There's a pang of disappointment as Myers holds out the granola bar to him - after last night's 'royal' dinner, he had expected something more... substantial... but then again, it is the apocalypse. Hoping that he's managed to keep a straight face, he takes the bar off her with a muttered thanks and a half-smile, eating it straight away. The water is very welcome indeed - he still feels dehydrated, but nonetheless Sam makes sure not to drink too fast.

When he's done, he wipes his mouth, somewhat conscious of the fact that he's still wearing the dirty shirt of the last weeks.*

Cheers.
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*Myers does notice the slight wobble in Sam's expression as she hands over the granola bar - and she does understand. Sam's seen their farming efforts... But it's not enough to sustain them for three meals a day yet.

"Okay. Now if it's okay with you I'd like to take a blood specimen. If you could lie on the bed here, sleeve up and arm out that'd be great."

She gestures to Rob, who closes the door behind them and locks it.

She then turns back to her cabinet and produces a box filled with syringes and vials. Not very high tech, but enough to do the job well.*
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*Sam nods as he puts down the bottle - half full, for later -, afterwards sitting down on the bed. His eyes flit over to Rob as the latter moves, and an uncomfortable feeling settles in his stomach as he hears the click of the lock. He can feel his flight instinct growing stronger - between the locked door and the straps now so close to him, it's hard to squash the urge to up and run.

With slow, very controlled movements, Sam shuffles up a bit before lying down, trying to keep an eye on Myers as he rolls up the sleeve of his left arm - it's mostly torn already, so there isn't much fabric to get out of the way.*
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*Myers does notice the torn sleeve as she starts to ready the needle - and realises it's her chance to try and put Sam more at ease.

"We'll find you some fresh clothes later. We raided the local town, stocked up on clothing for this very purpose."

Finally ready, she leans in and starts tapping the crook of Sam's arm.

"Should be something you like there. Otherwise there are still some military jackets left."

She pauses, then starts tying a tourniquet around Sam's arm.*
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Oh.

*Fresh clothes - that sounds like heaven right now. Although he finds himself feeling strangely attached to this shirt he's wearing (he left his jacket back in the cell); it's the last thing that reminds him of their old life.

Shaking off the sudden melancholy, Sam nods.*

That would be... great.

*As much as he tries to repress it, Sam still can't help but flinch slightly when Myers' fingers come in contact with his skin, his arm twitching before it goes still again. He knows it's somewhat ridiculous for him to be this jumpy - but he can't shake the memories of the cannibals' hide-out. Being held down, hurting from the beating, while that doctor had pinched his flesh, scrutinized him for edible parts...

Sam swallows, trying to suppress a grimace as his muscles tense.*
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*sensing Sam's tensing but knowing nothing of his previous contact worth the cannibals, Myers tries to calm him.

"Relax, Sam - this'll be over before you can blink."

Then, finding what she's looking for,

"Sharp scratch... "

And then it's in. Just a minute or so and it's over. She's removing the needle and pressing a small swab into the crook of Sam's arm.

"There we go. Perfect. How're you feeling?" *
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*Sam does his best to breathe through it, to keep himself grounded in the present. At least through his general discomfort, the little prick of the needle itself barely registers.

He blinks up at Myers, moving his other hand to hold the little swab in place himself.*

Fine.

*At least it's just her and Rob here instead of a large group of researches - it makes Sam feel less overwhelmed, less... Outnumbered.*
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*Myers nods, letting Sam take over holding the swab. She closes the vial, taking it over to the cabinet before scribbling something down on the label.

"Okay... We'll just check your vitals and then we'll get started with the first test."

She sets the blood down and moves over to Sam again, reaching out to take his wrist. Measuring his pulse only takes a minute, then she leans in to stare into Sam's eyes.

"everything looks good to go."*
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*Again, Sam fights the urge to pull back - Myers must have felt that twitch as she took hold of his wrist. The feeling of uneasiness in his gut has only intensified so far, and Sam swallows before asking*

The ECT?
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*Myers nods, seemingly unworried.

"that's correct. And then we'll take your blood again and compare the two samples. Any differences should help us isolate whatever it is that makes you immune."*
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Right.

*Sam's voice sounds rough even to his own ears, so he clears his throat. His instincts are telling him to get up and run, but he forced himself to lie still while Myers prepares everything.*

And it's... Safe. Yeah?
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*Myers nods reassuringly.

"Completely. This procedure was used for many ailments even before the apocalypse."

She reaches behind the bed and pulls out a bundle of tangled wires, each one connected round a single metal headband, electrodes protruding from the inside - a bit like a crown.

She starts to push the headband down over the top of Sam's head, pressing the electrodes to Sam's skin to make them stick.

"Rob, could you call the others in now?"

A moment later Rob's unlocking the door and calling down the hallway. A couple of other people walk in, both wearing lab coats and holding pads of paper. Rob locks the door again behind them.

Myers leans over Sam.

"These are the people who'll be processing your blood and also taking notes as we go on. They've used this machinery many times before, in their previous jobs. So you're in safe hands."*
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*The sight of that headband is bad enough. Sam shivers as the electrodes are attached to his head. But when "the others" are mentioned, and moments later two more people walk in, his heart starts to race out of control. He stares up at Myers, barely hearing what she's saying. His eyes keep flicking over to the newcomers.

His first reaction is to get up and back away. What is it with all this secrecy anyway? Myers should have told him there would be more people from the get-go. Is there anything he could defend himself with? How many of these people could he take on, to make his escape? The researches won't be a problem, surely, but Rob--

Suddenly, Sam catches his own thoughts, inhaling sharply. No, this isn't right, this isn't him. This isn't who he is - who he was, originally.

With difficulty, Sam forces himself to lie still, and to nod at Myers.*

.... Right.
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*Myers cracks her knuckles, preparing.

"Good. Let's get started then."

The other lab workers move forward starting to undo the leather straps at the sides and foot of the bed, pulling Sam's ankles into place while Myers begins fastening one of Sam's wrists to the bed. *
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*Oh, oh god. Sam's skin crawls from the sudden touches - not rough, but not exactly gentle either - and the sharp breath he draws sounds too loud in the room. Calm down, calm down-- Sam can't stop himself from flinching back from the doctor's touch, but he manages to still let her tie his wrist to the bed, and he resists the urge to kick out against the other two men.

Barely.

He can't stop himself from asking, though, his voice nearly cracking up*

Wh-what's that for?
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*Myers doesn't acknowledge Sam's growing distress, nor Rob's in the background. It's clear that he's not seen this procedure happening before.

She pulls the strap hard, immobilising Sam's arm before leaning across and wedging Sam's other wrist into the corresponding strap.

"Nothing to worry about, I promise. The electric current can sometimes cause muscle twitching ..."

She yanks the last strap hard, sealing Sam's wrist in place. The others likewise pull hard on the straps around Sam's ankles, buckling him in taut.

"... You know... Spasms, jerking, that kind of thing... "*
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*Sam's heart skips a beat as the straps are suddenly pulled closed so tightly.

Nothing to worry about? Nothing to worry about?!

Sam pushes against the straps, but it's no use - they don't give, not even a little. They aren't even padded well enough to prevent the edges from digging into his skin.

He's trapped. Completely at their mercy.

Sam tries to turn his head, but the band is heavy, severely hampering his movements. The room around him is starting to spin, and Sam has to close his eyes against the sickening sensation of the world turning upside down. He needs to calm down, calm down, calm down...*
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*From the door, Rob frowns, worried. He promised Mr Hunt that he'd not let Sam come to any harm....

"Uhm, Doctor? I was under the impression that this was going to be less... Like this."

Myers takes hold of the equipment on Sam's head, holding it still to stop him from dislodging anything while the others begin to fiddle with the machine beside the bed.

"I know it looks intimidating, but I assure you this is an approved medical procedure."

She nods at once of the assistants and they flick a switch. The machine begins to whir, as though charging.

"Sam just relax, okay? I'm watching your brainwaves on the ticker just there. We'll just get a reading of you at rest.."*
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*Sam sucks in a sharp breath as suddenly he can't move his head any more either. His eyes snap open, but the image of Myers leaning over him slips away immediately. And then that whirring sound - it's droning in his head, doing nothing to alleviate the panic that's slowly taking hold of him.

"At rest"? Sam would laugh if he had the mental capacity. He's anything but at rest.

Sam squeezes his eyes shut again, opening his mouth as if to say something - they need to stop, he can't do this, no, god, no--

Inexplicably, the image of Gene appears in his mind. Injured, tired, lying in that hospital bed. Then, lying on the ground in the forest. Dying.

If he asks them to stop now, they're going to have to leave. Sam knows that with absolute certainty. They'll throw them out. He can't let Gene down like that, he can't, he can't... Gene needs to heal, he deserves rest... Sam can't do that to him.

Sam grinds his teeth, eyes shut tight, waiting for what's to come next.*
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*satisfied, Myers notes a number down on her notepad, then nods at one of her colleagues.

"Let's start at number one, shall we? Clear, and... Go."

The lab worker takes hold of the dial and slowly turns it up one notch.

Myers raises her voice and speaks clearly over the now constant quiet whining hum.

"You should be feeling a buzzing sensation all over, Sam. It's a minimal current. This is the lowest level. Do you feel it?"*
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*Oh, Sam feels it alright. He feels the buzzing, raising goosebumps during the first second, then almost taking his breath away. It's an odd sensation, bordering very closely on nauseating. Sam winces a little belatedly, once again involuntarily pulling against the restraints.*

*in a strained voice* Y-yeah.

*Christ, this is minimal? He agreed to go through with this, and the doctor said it's necessary... but he wants it to be over already. His mind seems to be going haywire, urges to run, urges to attack flaring up. For a moment, Sam is almost grateful for the straps keeping him in place.*
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*Myers notes something else down before loaning over Sam again.

"Okay. We'll step it up a gear now. Level two out of ten. Ready?"

Without waiting for an answer, she nods at the machine operator who turns the dial once more, a faint buzzing sounding up from the electrodes on Sam's head.*
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*Before Sam can answer, the sensation goes from bordering on nauseating to definitely nauseating. He flinches, head jerking to the side slightly, and gasps for breath. It feels like he's slowly but steadily losing control over his body - he can feel muscles tense and twitch faintly of their own account.

Two out of TEN?!

At this rate he isn't going to last past level five. But surely they'll stop once they see he can't take it... Rob will make them stop... The image of Annie, telling him to trust Rob, flits through his mind. It's all he can do right now - trust him.*
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*After watching Sam for a few moments, Myers calls out to her assistant.

"Okay, brainwaves are in flux but not spiking above the limits. Ramp it up to level four..."

Rob looks anxiously between Sam and Myers - It already looks like Sam's under strain... Just how far is she going to go with this? This may be potentially world-changing research, but... Rob has a duty to protect...

The lab worker responds by taking the dial and clicking it up two levels. The humming intensifies, an crackle taking over the air.*
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*What?! Sam opens his mouth to protest, but too late - the intensity goes up. Something hot, barbed seems to shoot through his body, starting from his head. It snaps back, and if his hands had been free, Sam would already have tried to pry the band off his head.*

--aghh--!

*The sound of pain is out before Sam knows it. For a moment, his thoughts white out, leaving nothing but raw fear, pain, and--

--and rage.*
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*The readings spike a little as Sam reacts, jerking his head back and yelling out.

Alarmed, Rob calls to Myers.

"Is this meant to happen? I thought it was painless!"

Myers turns to respond.

"It's just the muscles spasming. He's okay, we're good to go."

Noting down the spike, Myers waves her hand - the signal for the lab technician to raise the level once more.

Another two clicks and level six hits. All eyes are on the monitor, watching for the effects.*
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*The feeling of prickly heat underneath Sam's skin changes to burning barbed wire being pulled through him from head to toe, wrapping around his pain. His muscles are spamming alright, hands clenching into fists, his back actually arching off the bed slightly.

His mouth opens of his own accord, but for a few seconds, no sound comes out, Sam's throat constricting unbearably from the electric currents coursing through him. His thoughts are scattering, threatening to blank out entirely again, and Sam wants to run, hide, attack, kill[/]--

Sam jerks his head from side to side with what little control he has left over his rebelling muscles, desperately trying to get words out*

S--

St-t-op--

C-c-ca-an't--!
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*Myers frowns at Sam's reaction - She can't quite tell from the graphs but something seems to be changing. She can't stop - not now...!

"Sam, if you can hear me, what's happening? Tell me what you feel!"*
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*The buzzing has become a relentless droning in Sam's head, making it impossible for him to hear what Myers is saying. And even if he was able to hear her, he would have trouble understanding the meaning of the words. It's impossible to string even one sentence together in his head, only emotions registering. He wants to get away, get away from this pain, the lava flooding through his limbs. Sam's arms are trembling and twitching with uncontrollable spasms.

He feels cornered. Threatened. Scared.

Angry. Horrifically furious. How dare they do this?!

A shout wrenches free from his chest, half pained, half furious.*
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*At Sam's scream, Rob steps forward to Sam's bedside.

"We need to stop. He can't even answer your questions!"

Myers points at the monitor - the spikes that're leaping all over the black screen.

"Look at this - Something in him's responding. We need to know if it's the virus!"

She turns to her assistant again, issuing a command.

"Take it to level seven."

Rob stares at the dial, becoming increasingly agitated as the controller turns it up yet again.*
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*Even though it's just one level more, it feels to Sam as though the agony is doubling. A current shoots through him, so strong that his back arches off the bed properly this time, straining against the straps. His eyes snap open but he sees nothing, eyes immediately rolling back into his head.

Through the white-burning pain, Sam tries to scream (and he seems to manage, judging from the rasping sensation in his throat) , to make it stop, but a moment later all coherent thoughts are gone. Sam's body is still jerking with the electric current running through it, but Sam himself is unconscious, the brainwaves spiking across the screen crazily still.*
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*Myers watches as Sam loses consciousness, her eyes flicking between Sam's face and the monitor. The hum and whir of the machine are loud, now - the air is practically crackling around them.

"Take it up to eight."

Rob tears his eyes away from Sam's slack face to stare at Myers in horror. Yes Sam consented to tests, but--!

"No!"

He grabs at Myers' arm, pulling her round to face him.

"This is barbaric. He's unconscious, for God's sake! Turn that bloody machine off!!"*
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*Myers seems stunned for a moment as she stares back into Rob's face, but then she recovers quickly and tries to pull her arm out of his grip.

"Look at this!"

She thrusts her hand towards the monitor, which is showing the wild zig-zag of what's going on inside Sam's head.

"This isn't supposed to happen - it's an anomaly. There's something in him going haywire, and we need to isolate it, and the only way to do that is to keep going. Do you understand?!"

She looks over to the lab technician who'd been hesitating.

"Do it!"

Looking somewhat unsure, the man still nods and turns the dial one more time. Sam's body jerks violently, and once again there's a spike on the monitor, angrily mapping out the storm that seems to be tearing through Sam's brain.*
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*That's it - Rob can't take this any more. Yes, he has a duty to help find a vaccine if he can, but he's also got a duty to protect the citizens of the camp, however new they may be.

"No!"

Rob pushes past Myers and takes a hold of the technician, shoving him out of the way. The machine is a mess of dials and knobs, but there's one button that he does understand - and Rob presses it down hard.

With a shudder, the machine locks up. The high pitched whir slowly begins to die, the static rumble from inside grinding to a halt. Now disconnected from the current, the band around Sam's head stops crackling. The machine is off.

Furious, Rob turns to Myers again, but doesn't move from in front of the machine.

"I brought this man in. I promised him safety. I understand the urgency of all this, but I can't have you killing someone who came here seeking protection! No matter what his blood contains!"*
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*The assistant gives a shout, stumbling to the side; Myers shouts as well, trying to stop Rob, but it's not use, Rob is faster. As the machine shuts down, Sam finally settles back down as well - though he remains unconscious. His eyes are ever so slightly open, but unseeing. It's almost as though he's fallen into a trance.

Myers stares back at Rob, looking at least equally as furious.

"For God's sake, this is a tested procedure - any human should be able to cope with level 10 easily! I know it doesn't look comfortable, and I'm not saying it was a cake-walk for Sam, but he was safe.

I'm the head surgeon here, Rob, not you. In the hospital, and in this lab, I give out commands."
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*Rob isn't having it at all. He stands up tall, drawing on all of his soldier's authority.

"This man is under my care. He said stop. So you stop. That's it."

Still angry, Rob pushes past Myers again and starts yanking at the straps, freeing one of Sam's arms.

"If you need anything else from him, you'll have to do it from the bloody hospital wing."*
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*Before Rob can work on further unstrapping Sam, Myers grabs his arm.

"You're jeopardizing this whole operation!"

She seems to want to continue, but then her gaze falls on Sam's face, and she hesitates. She's seen patients in this states many times before, of course - but there's something about Sam's state right now, along with the spikes the ECT machine had displayed earlier that doesn't sit right with her. Maybe it's the unnatural pallor of his skin...

Myers gathers herself and finally continues, her voice hard, "We'll take another sample of his blood, then you can take him to the hospital wing. If we don't do this right now, this whole procedure will have been for naught. Do you understand?"*
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*Rob glares at her, turning this information over in his head. They need to do another blood test or it will have been for nothing.....

Gritting his teeth, he pulls his arm out of Myers' grasp.

"Get on with it, then. You have two minutes. When he's freed, I'm taking him."

Then, ignoring Myers, he starts undoing the next strap - just a little slower this time, to give her enough time but also to hurry her along.*
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*Myers withstands Rob's glare easily, but she can't help but feel relieved as he concedes. She can't bring up the head of military against herself, no matter how ignorant he is regarding these procedures...

She gestures over to one of the assistants, and together they quickly relieve Sam of another vial of blood, labelling it carefully. They can't mix the two of them up...

"Right." instead of stepping back, Myers begins to remove the headband from Sam's head - there are a few red, angry patches were the electrodes had been positioned. "There should be a stretcher in the next room. We'll carry him over."
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*Sam hasn't moved. Why hasn't he moved? Surely Myers wasn't expecting him to pass out like this...

Not willing to let the man out of his sight, Rob waves at one of the assistants, who hurriedly rushes off to bring the stretcher.*

Shouldn't he have woken up by now??
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*Myers shakes her head.

"He'll be out of it for about half an hour... We need to make sure he gets rest - he'll probably have a headache and feel dizzy for a while." She shoots a look at Rob. "All well-known and harmless side effects of this kind of treatment."

The assistant returns with the stretcher, setting it down next to the bed. Sam indeed hasn't moved, showing no visible reactions to what's going on around him.*
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*Rob doesn't quite trust Myers's attempts to downplay what just happened. To her, it may seem like nothing - just something she was used to even before the outbreak. But to Rob, that looked suspiciously like torture.

So he ignores her, taking hold of Sam's shoulders and hefting him wordlessly onto the stretcher.

Once Sam's arranged, he snaps his fingers at the man who brought the stretcher in, commanding him to help lift it.

Then, finally speaking to Myers,

"You go. Make sure there's a bed ready. His mate's in room three, there's space in there for another patient if you can't find anywhere else."

He pulls upwards on the stretcher, lifting Sam into the air.

"Good luck explaining to the big guy what just happened."*
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*Myers nods.

"Room three it is. It'll be good for Sam to have someone familiar around him - he might be somewhat confused once he wakes up."

Without a further word, she hurries out of the room and on to the hospital, followed by the other assistant. Myers isn't particularly worried about explain what happened to Gene; she's a medical professional and has had her share of uncooperative patients. This is no different.*
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*At least the doctor seems to be taking this seriously now. They hurry Sam out of the research lab and out, making their way towards the hospital building.

"Confused how? If he wakes up and thinks he's being attacked--!"*
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*Myers, already quite a way ahead, turns around, annoyance flashing over her face for a moment.

"I can't tell how. He might not remember things - specifically events that happened right before the treatment. He won't remember the treatment itself. Apart from that, it's impossible to tell."*
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*Rob makes a frustrated noise, picking up his pace. He'd rather get Sam somewhere familiar before he wakes up. The last thing they need is for him to assume he's being kidnapped or something. At least his mate'll be able to make him less likely to lash out.

"In that case, no more tests. Not until he's regained function. "*
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*Myers doesn't respond, but the glare she shoots Rob says enough.

Then, she picks up pace. "I'll go ahead, get that bed sorted."

And off she goes, easily outpacing the two men carrying the stretcher. Within seconds she's well ahead of them.*
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*Breathing heavily, Rob tries to follow as fast as he can, but with Sam held behind him it's not easy to move quickly.

A good few minutes later, they finally reach the door to the hospital building, Rob backing into it and into the corridor.*
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*As the door fulls shut behind them, there's a quiet groan.

On the stretcher, Sam's eyes have finally slid shut, and where his face had been slack before, a slight frown has now appeared - an expression of discomfort.

He's slowly regaining consciousness; although to Sam himself, it doesn't feel that way. His mind is nothing but dark, muddy colours... muffled noises... sickening movement. He has no idea what's going on.*
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*Rob, with his senses already pointed towards Sam, hears the groan instantly. Slowing his pace a little, he looks behind him, calling out over his shoulder.

"Sam, it's alright. We're taking you to your friend. You'll be alright."*
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*The man helping Rob slows as well, doing his best to keep the stretcher in balance. His eyes flit down to Sam - unlike Rob, the assistant can see him.

"Sir, he's probably just going to sleep. No need to worry."

However, the man is wrong.

Sam remains silent, not moving - but that isn't because he's slipping into a more natural sleep. It's because he's beginning to become more aware of his surroundings.

And it confuses him deeply.

What happened? Where is he?

Where is Gene?

Sam's head rolls to the other side, but his eyes refuse to open just yet.

As the seconds tick by, Sam becomes aware of something else.

A terrible, pounding headache.

What...?*
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*They turn into the main corridor, heading for the one that contains Gene's room. Rob looks back again, getting a look at Sam's face. It doesn't look like he's going to sleep...

"Sam, can you hear me? It's Rob, you remember me... Are you hearing me?"*
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*Sam hears something... A voice, but it sounds like someone is calling to him underwater. The headache is getting worse with every second - no, with every sway of his own body.

What the hell is happening...?!

Sam squeezes his eyes shut tighter, groans again, tries to roll to the side. The motion sets the world spinning gently.

And then, from one moment to the next, his mind seems to catch up.

Something happened - something bad.

Where is Gene?!

What happened - he needs to remember, what's the last thing he--

He remembers a scuffle. He remembers hands in him. He remembers a knife... And Gene screaming.

Oh God.

Sam's eyes fly open and he sits up suddenly, instincts telling him to get away - and he does, or at least tries to; the vertigo intensifies, and before either Rob or the assistant can stop him, Sam is off the stretcher, immediately stumbling as his knees buckle and hitting the wall hard.*
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*The stretcher rocks and rolls suddenly, the weight on it shifting and then disappearing. Unsteadied, Rob stumbles forward, one hand letting go of the now-empty stretcher.

What the hell!?

He turns quickly only to be met with the sight of Sam pressed against the wall, somehow up and moving. The strength in that man--!

"Whoa, Sam... What're you doing?! You blacked out - lie back down for god's sake!"

Dropping the last handle, Rob steps over to Sam, wrapping an arm around him and trying to pull him back towards the stretcher*
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*Sam is still trying to stop his head spinning, to get his bearings - he's shaking, barely able to keep himself upright - when he feels that arm snaking around him.

It sets his skin crawling and prickling, horror and anger spiking.*

Don't--!!

*With what strength he has left, Sam shoves against Rob, trying to free himself*

Don't you touch me--!!

*He casts around for a weapon, but there's nothing, just an empty hallway. Shit, how is he going to defend himself?! Sam turns his head back to Rob, seeing little more than a blurry figure, and backs up further with stumbling steps, breathing hard.*

Where's Gene?!
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*Rob is strong, but he's not going to physically overpower Sam when he's this confused - it could do more damage than good.

"Sam, we're trying to help - you're confused!"

Rob holds one hand up to show he has no weapon, the other pointing towards the room near the end of the corridor.

"Your friend's in there, don't panic, okay?"*
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*Sam blinks hard, trying to make out details of the person stood in front of him, but it's no use. The dizziness paired with the sensation of his skull being split in half makes his vision blur over time and time again, and for a moment he can do nothing more but lean against the wall heavily, knees folding beneath him again.

There's a buzzing in his ears - deep, loud, and strangely familiar, though trying to remember makes Sam feel even more sick than before. Because of that noise he's barely able to make out what the man is saying; something like "..trying... in there.... ay...?"

Sam's eyes flit from the figure to where he thinks the man is pointing to - must be a door.

Jesus, are they already--?!

Voice shaking and words slurring together, Sam snarls*

You s-so much as try carving 'im up, I'll kill th-the lot o' you--!

*He pushes himself away from the wall, attempting to stumble past Rob - he needs to get to Gene--!!

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Inside the room, Myers looks up sharply at the commotion outside - she'd just been supervising the bed being positioned in Gene's room. Is that Sam's voice...?! He shouldn't be awake yet....!*
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*Gene's just waking up as Myers and her helpers begin preparing the bed for another patient - but it's the sound from outside that really wakes him up. Gene knows Sam's supposed to be coming to see him after the tests, but this can't be him...?

Myers finishes by pulling the duvet back and then rushes outside, shouting.

"Rob, get him in! Before anyone sees!"

From inside, Gene pushes himself up the bed, startled. *

What's going on!?

*Rob tries again to get Sam to move, reaching out for him and making a grab for his arm.*
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*Gene receives no response, but Myers leaves the door open so that they can get Sam in as quickly as possible.

Sam's first instinct is to shy away again - this man is too close to him, far too close, he can't let them grab him, he needs to save Gene, they need to get away from this place--

And then he spots it - the thing dangling from the man's side. Sam can't tell if it's a gun or just a baton or something similar, but in that moment, it doesn't matter. With renewed urgency and quickness, he grabs at it, doing his best to wrestle it away. Having a weapon will give him a huge advantage...!*
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*Sam's lunge at the gun takes Rob by surprise. But then, Sam's resourceful. He should have known he'd do this.

Military training kicking in, Rob seizes Sam's grabbing arm and tries to spin him round, aiming to slam him against the wall - with Sam in this state, if he manages to get that gun someone's going to die.

Hearing the scuffle, Gene's heart rate spikes with fear. Is that Sam?! What the hell is happening!

His protective urge kicking in, Gene throws the covers back and tries with difficulty to get his legs over the side of the bed.*
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*Despite the strength his desperation and panic is giving him, the poor state his body is in makes Sam no match for Rob's training and physical power. He hits the wall with a pained grunt, his vision blacking out momentarily - but a moment later he begins to struggle, trying to break free again, the panic beginning to be overtaken by a burning rage that feels frighteningly familiar, fuelled by the splitting headache.*

Get-- get OFF--!!

*He gives a wordless shout of frustration, trying to shove himself away from the wall with all his might, although his movements are uncoordinated thanks to the vertigo.

Myers has been watching the scuffle with mounting horror, but now she notices movement in the corner of her eye - and God, this is the last thing they need.

She rushes back into the room, hands on Gene's shoulders as she does her best to hold him back without hurting him.

"Don't! I know it sounds bad, but Sam - your friend isn't himself right now, we have to keep him from hurting himself or others. Rob is going to bring him into the room any second now."

She hesitates for a moment, before adding urgently, "Call him. Tell him to calm down. You might get through to him."*
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