<div dir="ltr"><font face="arial, sans-serif">Repost:  Sorry this was meant to be a Day 7 thing and not a day 4.  I was multitasking when I was writing today.  Homework, students, coworkers interruptions and all that good stuff.  Sorry, Keith.  You have a great reply.</font><div><font face="arial, sans-serif"><br></font><div><div><p style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">NPRG:  Even with Isolation protocols, Agnes has gotten sick.</font></span></p><p style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif"><br></font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">Mission: Exogenesis</font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">Day: 7</font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">Stardate: 2446.06.07</font></span></p><font face="arial, sans-serif"><br></font><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">(USS Illuminar -- Holodeck 1 Iso Ward -- Deck 5 -- Dr. Agnes Vanderstein -- 1515)</font></span></p><font face="arial, sans-serif"><br></font><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">Anges moved back and forth between sickbay and the holodeck.  Earlier that day she had run into the Commander.  Commander Verin wanted to see the Captain.  The only thing that Agnes insisted on what that she wear a biosuit.  Other than that, she had no issues letting the commander go in.  Agnes had other things on her mind.  </font></span></p><font face="arial, sans-serif"><br></font><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">Aggie put on her biosuit and went back into holodeck 1.  She went over to Dieter’s bed.  “Your oxygen levels seem to be a lot nicer.”</font></span></p><font face="arial, sans-serif"><br></font><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">(Reply Dieter)</font></span></p><font face="arial, sans-serif"><br></font><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">“Hopefully we can get this figured out and then freed again.”  Aggie smiled.  Something, however, was not right.  Her hands started to shake as she took hold of Dieter.  Suddenly she was falling to the floor and her whole body went into convulsions.  She lost consciousness slipping into a coma as the seizure continued to ravage her body.</font></span></p><font face="arial, sans-serif"><br></font><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">(Reply Dieter)</font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif">(Reply Any)</font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;font-variant-alternates:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><font face="arial, sans-serif" style="">(Posted by Kris B.)</font></span></p></div></div></div></div>