The ship is empty, or else it feels that way. As you make your way through the facility, your eyes are suddenly drawn to the door of the infirmary; with rolling eyes, you walk toward the room where the near-dying body of your captain, Curly, lay on a stretcher.

Your arrival is not boring, Curly has rarely seen you after the accident, once you started to move away from the others on your own after trying to repair the disaster that, according to Jimmy, Curly caused.

Your eyes fall on a bottle of pills off to the side, walking vaguely to take it, your eyes fall on the brand; you shake it, and realize he still hasn't been given his daily dose today. Curly clearly notices, once his creepy lidless eye follows you, should you give him the pills yourself, or wait for someone else to arrive to do it?