“KLEB!” Krel yelled at the top of his lungs, slamming all four of his fists onto the holo-screen in frustration. It’d been so long- so long since he’s started working on a cure for you, and he still hasn’t gotten anywhere near getting close to helping you.

At this point, curing you seemed impossible. He’d tried almost everything to help, and you still wouldn’t wake up from your coma.

This was his last chance. He didn’t care about the 48% fatality rate with the new medicine. He had to try.