Hey, everyone! Sorry for the absence there...it's been like what? A year? Two? Three? I can't remember. Even so, I haven't forgotten about this story. Here ye be! Enjoy! So, so sorry!
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Kristine
"Thanks, Zoe, if it's all right with you, I'm going to nod off to sleep now."
"Mmm-kay." She murmured and buried her head into the pillow. I smiled.
We had only gotten five minutes of sleep when the phone rang. "Mmm, fucking-a!" I groaned.
"Answer the goddamn phone." Zoe groaned angrily.
"Fine!" I retorted, so much for my crush. I picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hello, this is Bishop." I was instantly awakened. "I need you and Zoe down at the labs immediately. We've had a major breakthrough."
"Zoe, we need to get down to the labs. Bishop says it's urgent." I shook her.
"Tell him that it's one in the morning, and that this wasn't in my contract."
"She said—"
"I heard her." He retorted. "Just get down here Kristine."
"Oh, okay, Bishop. I'll be down there in ten." He hung up the phone, and I placed the phone back in its cradle. "Ugh…I hate you, Bishop." I looked over at Zoe, she was fast asleep. Hopefully they didn't need a pathologist, because Zoe was dead to the world.
I threw on my lab coat and shoes and jogged to the lab. Bishop told me to come immediately, so he'd just have to be fine with my pajamas. I was so excited. Did they find a cure? Did they find a new virus? Did they find a vaccine? The coolness of the night air and my excitement propelled me forward.
When I entered the lab, I could hear a thick Brooklyn accent cursing up a storm. I followed the voice, wondering what scientist on Earth would speak in such a fashion. I entered a green tiled room with a drain in the center and a surgical table placed diagonally with vertical orientation. The voice radiated from the surgical table, and I slowly turned the table to see what strange scientist was making the noises. I came face to face with one of the humanoid turtles Bishop had asked us to study.