Arrow felt the world sink into her, she was cold, leaning against a pad that had gone hard long, long ago. The pod... her mind drifted in and out of focus, memories returning slowly as her body began to burn. Her father had put her into a Statis pod in his lab, sirens blaring outside as the promised end of the world rushed toward them.
Fumbling for the lever on the inside of the pod's door she used her body's weight to force it door and fell out as the door slid open. The new pain barely registered. She dragged herself across the floor slowly, gasping for air, instinct driving her forward. She actually screamed from pain as she pulled herself onto the bench of the Automated Medical Unit, or A.M.U. for short.
Thankfully it whirred to life and started working. A painkill was administed as soon as it determined that it was safe to do so. Finally able to relaxed she listened to the silence of the world beyond the A.M.U.
There was nothing, not even the coos of the cities pigeons. While an existential crisis sank in she looked at her Personal Console to check on the A.M.U.'s progess. She was suffering from accute stasis poisoning, luckily it was treatable and she would make a full recovery by the end of the day. She stared at the date on the Console, automatically updated by the A.M.U.
Almost two hundred years had passed. She was lost inside her head for a while, only the chiming of the A.M.U. brought her back to reality. She read through the results and promptly vomited over the side of the A.M.U.
Everything kept getting worse...
Fumbling for the lever on the inside of the pod's door she used her body's weight to force it door and fell out as the door slid open. The new pain barely registered. She dragged herself across the floor slowly, gasping for air, instinct driving her forward. She actually screamed from pain as she pulled herself onto the bench of the Automated Medical Unit, or A.M.U. for short.
Thankfully it whirred to life and started working. A painkill was administed as soon as it determined that it was safe to do so. Finally able to relaxed she listened to the silence of the world beyond the A.M.U.
There was nothing, not even the coos of the cities pigeons. While an existential crisis sank in she looked at her Personal Console to check on the A.M.U.'s progess. She was suffering from accute stasis poisoning, luckily it was treatable and she would make a full recovery by the end of the day. She stared at the date on the Console, automatically updated by the A.M.U.
Almost two hundred years had passed. She was lost inside her head for a while, only the chiming of the A.M.U. brought her back to reality. She read through the results and promptly vomited over the side of the A.M.U.
Everything kept getting worse...