Profits from Prophets, Part 12
28 Jun 2016Michael Wolfe
“She’s alive!”Kyndi was standing next to me, holding a medical scanner over Illiana’s body. It projected a hologram that detailed various wounds, causing several critical warnings to flash- but it didn’t pronounce her dead. I turned to her, eyes wide.
“You’ve got to be shitting me! Help me with her!”
Gently, we took Illiana and laid her down, stripping off her flight suit. It wasn’t looking good. Her clothes were soaked with blood, and she was pretty banged up. Kyndi bit the end off a stim and plunged the needle into the simpath’s arm, muttering to herself.
“Can’t believe I’m helping one of these damn cultists….”
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