I could feel the cooling liquid in my veins attempting to lull my mind in to unconsciousness, but it was a futile attempt at best. i could hear every heart beat, every unconscious breath of every passenger on this floor. eleven passengers, eleven heart beats totally in sync completely relaxed in there artificial slumber... all but one. One heart beat slightly erratic not with fear but anticipation... but for what? i couldn't see through the thick plastic visor with lights blinding across it, i couldn't even move my arms and legs (or middle) but i could smell. i lightly unnoticeable smirked breathing deeply through my nose taking in the scent of every cryo induced drugged body kept in there Plexiglas lockers.
incense and dusty robes. must be some religious fools heading for new mecca, the chosen land.
sweaty leather and dirt mixed with cheap lavender perfume and soap. most definitely a women. traveling with a man? prospector types from the smell of there heavy metal equipment.
something smelled expensive with a twinge of vodka and perfume, wouldn't be surprised if it was a male but theres always the chance that it could be female as well.
and then a strong overwhelming scent that had bothered my already restless trip. over in the far cargo bay the smell of blood. definitely not pure but that could mean it was female perhaps during her first stages of ovulation. a stow away?
and then the real problem, the kind that kept my neck hairs on end, the kind that brought on the waves of overwhelming nausea that tormented my mind from the lightest sniff. the smell of rubber gloves and anesthetics the sickly sweet smell of chlorine and and blood all mixed together. Dr. Trueman the demon that was assigned the dirty job of disposing of me. an illegal failed experiment.... I felt the atmosphere change, and the one person who was fully aware tense. I could feel his anticipation grow as the ship suddenly became rocky and unbalanced...
so this is what you were waiting for?