“Did I say that?”
Eirin mused aloud, a bit shocked. She thought it over for a moment, tilting her head.
“Well, I suppose it can’t hurt. I’ll allow you this small delay, Reisen. You’ll find something interesting, though, or I’ll assign you to run the blood samples.”
“I already run the blood samples.”
She called back, sighing in her own depressing tone. They stood there for a moment in their own atmosphere before Reisen moved to break it up.
“I should proceed with the tests.”
Eirin said. She insisted.
Water’s cold. Air’s cold too. Water’s cold in the air.
Click. No clank. Door’s open.
Long and droopy. Droop. Wilt. Hunch.
Lips are drooping. Cheeks are drooping. Face is drooping. Face is frown.
“Eh? Why’re you shivering? Oh, you’re wet. Here.”
Legs are drooping. Wet is dry. Wet is dried. Shirt is stained.
“Now, I need to ask you some questions and things. You need to- Er… Can you come with me?”
Hands are warm.
Slowly tug. Pull. Tugpull. No. Tugboat. She’s a tugboat. I am a not tugboat. I am a boat not tug. Boat is tug.
In, left, right, open door, close door, sit down, sit up, sit down. No sit down. I must sit down. Sit up. No, sit down.
Follow the light. I can do that. Left right up down around. North east south west circle. One is one, but not another. Odd questions. Even questions. Odd questions are odd. Bobby and Suzy and Johnny and one is tall and one is old and one is short and one is young and which is which is which?
Doctor’s friend uses a calculator. Supposed to make things easy. Still hard.
“Oh? Don’t wait for me, please. Lay down and be still. It won’t be too long.”
Humming. Humming. Bzzzt. Bzzt. It goes. Light spins around. Laying still.
Door opens. Door slams.
How long do I have to lay still?
Furious knocking. Pounding at the door like the security services are coming and they’re smack in the middle of the moon’s capital.
Eirin scowls for a moment at the all-consuming interruption, but takes but a moment to stride across the room and unlock the door, turning back just as quick. It takes another three rounds of knocking before she tries the door handle, as it jiggles frantically the wrong way before it finally releases and the door flies open.
Eirin simply stares her down, one elbow resting on the table to support her head.
She dryly commands, looking on with disinterest.
“He’s a 40.”
Eirin gave a long, grating sigh and picked her head up, swiveling the chair around.
“So run the adjustments. What do I keep you around for?”
“This is after the adjustments.”
Everything went silent for a moment. The chair creaked before she half-spun around, half jumped right out.
“I ran the test and I wa-”
Eirin seized Reisen by the shoulders as she gave a slight cry.
“What did the X-rays show?”
“Well I was… Like I said, I was so surprised I came right here.”
Eirin just stares.
“What did you do with the x-rays?”
“Well they’re back at the-”
She doesn’t finish her sentence before the Doctor pushes her aside, nearly jogging all the way. Reisen hurries to keep up, staying in sight, but far enough back to not get in her way.
They burst into the observation room, one scrambling through papers, and the other flipping the lights before cursing as it doesn’t come on, and whacking it with a ruler until it dimly lights the room.
A sheet is produced. Slapped onto the backlight. It dimly flickers and hums as it turns on.
She bites her nails, cracks her knuckles, and finally settles on drumming her fingers along a desk in the span of 30 seconds.
It powers on.
“He has a bone disease as well?”
The meekest voice in the room. The only voice for a while. The two just stare at the imagery before Eirin runs her hand along it.
“It’s like the bones of a malnourished human combined with a centenarian… with osteoporosis. How fascinating.”
“Fascinating?! He’s! He’s… He could’ve broken his arms while I left him alone! I’m going to go make sure he’s all right.”
She gets 5 feet from the door before she’s flatly commanded to stop.
“Reisen… what is the expectancy of double illness?”
She pauses at the door, running through numbers and ancient memorizations in her head.
“Afflictions of two differing types is approximately 1 in 64,000 analyzing only illnesses requiring hospitalization visits.”
A low laugh. A very heinous sort of laugh. There was nothing jolly about it, being born of some negative emotion.
“Then tell me, Reisen. What is the chances of three separate diseases, fully manifested at one time?”
Her ears perk up. Normally in a droop, they now stand straight up. Just one of a few signs of her attention.
“Impossible. Undocumented. Statistically less possible than breaking the JN cipher using a quantum computer of infinite size.”
Eirin simply wagged one finger at her, drawing her over to the monitor.
“This would explain the motor functions, hrm?
She leans with her back to the desk, twirling a pen as her assistant browses the images.
“Eirin you should see this.”
“Yes, yes. Major nerve damage extending from the spinal cord to the periphery. I am aware of its extent. I am inferring the possibilities from all known human diseases.”
“No, his brain. It looks like it’s been eaten away from the inside.”
The pen bounces off the floor, rolling to a stop in the corner of the room.
“That… That is not physically possible.”
One. Two. Three. Four.
I am going some where it doesn’t beep.
[ ] Left.
[ ] Right.