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She walks through the hallway. It seems to stretch before her. Haven't I come past that door just a moment ago? She shakes her head. Some days are just too long. She swears she just saw a picture move along the wall. She focuses on the picture, it follows her steps. She stops, the picture doesn't. It keeps moving, now ahead of her, and is followed by that same door. Okay, I think that door wants to tell me something. She decides to open it. It leads into one of the trace-labs. She goes in; several pieces of evidence are cluttering the tables. She makes a mental note to ask the techs to clean up after themselves. Somewhere in a corner something is making sounds like a stuck insect. She moves closer to the origin of the sounds, one of the brown paper evidence-bags. She lifts it up, the Swiss-army-knife underneath starts spinning across the table and falls off. It shakes itself, then it folds out a knife on either side and flies off, bumping into Stella's shoe. It's out of balance for a moment but soon gains height – and somehow it looks angry. Stella backs off; the Swiss-army-insect follows her. Stella turns around and heads for the door, in a moment the thing is in front of her – now it also sounds angry. Stella backs off again, hits a wall, tries to move along the wall, the thing stays right in front of her. It folds out a two-barrel rifle and fires. She sees the bullets come towards her like the tongue of a snake. She ducks, the split tongue follows her. It almost touches her nose right between her eyes. It hesitates, flutters, sniffing her. "Ugh! You're … keep away from me … you won't infect me!" The tongue coils back into the barrels. The wall Stella is leaning on gives way with a similar sound of disgust. She falls back but doesn't hit the ground, that's gone, too. She just falls.
She lands on a floor that apparently hasn't heard yet that she's contaminated. She looks around. The morgue, how fitting! She hears Sid inside. The door opens, she walks in. Hawkes is lying on one of the dissecting tables. Sid is bent over him. There is the sound of a bone-saw. "Oh my God!" she's at their side, "Hawkes! What happened to him?" She stares at his open chest. Hawkes turns to her: "What happened to me? Come on, Stella, you know that. You brought it in here!" – "Yeah, and now we are all infected," Sid adds. She sees that the skin has been pulled away from his forehead down to his chin. One eye is pulled from the socket. She can see the blood vessels attached to it, she can see the muscles of his cheeks and lips move as he speaks. Hawkes sits up, holding his skin away like an exhibitionist his coat. She sees his heart beat and his lungs expand as he breathes. The sound of the bone-saw comes closer. Stella turns on her heels and runs, out of the morgue, down the hallway. The walls stretch again, the exit moves away from her. Suddenly it snaps back and the door hits her in the face.
She wakes up on some couch, looks around for orientation. She's still in the CSI-building. She gets up slowly, feeling very exhausted. Her feet hurt; carefully she puts one foot in front of the other, making her way down another hallway. The walls don't move, pictures stay in their places. She looks around again, opens a door randomly. She turns the lights on; everything is in its place, no funny sounds. She's about to turn away when she sees a hand under one of the tables. She moves closer, recognizes Mac. He's on his back, his eyes are closed. "Mac?" He doesn't move, she reaches out, touches his skin, it feels cold. Oh God! She feels for his pulse, watches his chest for movement. "Mac! Oh my God, please, no!" She tries to revive him, but she knows it's too late. "Please, please don't leave me. I need you!" She grabs him by the shoulders, shakes him, she knows it's futile. She breaks down on his chest, crying. She comes up again, touches his face, gently runs her fingers along his temples. He opens his eyes, they are bloodshot. She gasps, he turns his eyes on her, they are glowing red with anger. Like laser swords they cut through her. "Let me see if you have a heart," he says, dissecting her.