Sarah Berns - Uninfected

At first glance, Sarah Berns seemed the most stereotypical researcher you could imagine; an extremely intelligent, beautiful woman hiding behind hopelessly out of style glasses with her hair constantly pulled out to be out of the way. She was a geneticist at the OmniCorp Biological Future Lab, or OBFL; one of the most prestigious research organizations for advanced research into genetic engineering in the world. Over the last twenty years, nearly every third advancement in genetics had come out of OBFL. For Sarah this was a dream come true, she had always wanted to work on the cures to a number of genetic diseases, or turning back the clock on aging, or some other enormous achievement. Of course, she had no idea what fate had in store for her.

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Sarah

Sarah leaned forward to look into the microscope, and her hair fell in her face again. She retied her ponytail and threw her hair over her shoulder, and sighed, 'It's well past time for a haircut.' She returned to the microscope and began to dictate notes, which her computer dutifully transcribed for her.

As she turned back to her computer, her hair got stuck. "I give up," she muttered, pulling out the pony and letting her hair hang loose, before returning to her work.

"Dr. Berns?" a short, trendy, and very beautiful brunette interrupted. Sarah glanced up, doing her best to hide her annoyance with Joslynn, Dr. Meng's assistant. Sarah respected Joslynn; she was very attractive and very good at her job; she even liked her, she was funny and pleasant. She disliked that the woman was basically a secretary who got to tell people doing real work what to do. She was also extremely jealous of Joslynn's best asset… her assets. Of course, it did make sense that she would be Dr. Meng's assistant; he was brilliant, but had a reputation as a lecher. A harmless lecher, but still a lecher.

"Yes?" Sarah herself not to snap.

"You're needed immediately, please come with me."

Sarah started to protest, she had important experiments running.

"I'm sorry Doctor, but this order comes from the Director, not Dr. Meng," Joslynn's expression was part pity and part fear.

'Interesting,' Sarah thought. 'What could the director want with me so urgently?' "Of course, just one moment please. Tera," she said to her senior assistant, "You're in charge here until I get back. Please don't start any new experiments, please."

"Of course, Sa—Doctor," the woman beamed. Tera Masters was 26 years old, only 5 years Sarah's junior, and just as hungry for accomplishment. Sarah didn't care much for rank and preferred her assistants to refer to her by name, though many of them still referred to her as Doctor in front of others. They were doing as much of the work here as she was, after all.

"Lead on, please."

Joslynn nodded and set a brisk pace through the massive complex.

'Even I get confused in some parts of the facility,' she noted as Joslynn never missed a step in her pumps. They stopped in front of a set of heavy steel doors. 'The Black elevator?' She wondered, 'I don't have clearance for this. All the really dangerous and secretive research goes on down there. I don't even know anyone who has that clearance, except for the Director.'

"I don't have clearance for that," she protested.

"Neither did I until 20 minutes ago," Joslynn replied.

'What in the world is going on?' Sarah wondered to herself as she scanned her badge on the elevator.

"A retinal scan is also required, then a voice match."

Sarah leaned forward for the scanner and blinked when a bright light shone in her eye momentarily.

"Voice authentication required," a bright, feminine, synthesized voice asked pleasantly.

"Dr. Sarah Berns. Foxtrot uniform tango alpha november alpha romeo india." 'Stupid computer-generated code,' she grumbled silently.

The doors slid open and Sarah stepped inside, noting a camera in each elevator corner. Joslynn joined her after following the same procedure.

The elevator started its long descent. Sarah knew from her introduction at the lab that there were over 100 meters of rock and reinforcements between the sub-basement and the black level. 'As if there's only one floor,' Sarah scoffed.

"Er, Doctor," Joslynn probed.

"Yes?" Sarah tried to be pleasant, despite her apprehension.

"Did you do something different with your hair today?"

Sarah chuckled, "I guess I did."

"It looks nice," Joslynn smiled, "I always thought your hair was very pretty. Is that burgundy your natural color, or is it dyed?"

"Would you believe it used to be bright red?" Sarah smiled, recounting the story. "When I was in college I got tired of being the 'soulless ginger' so I tried to formulate a 'permanent' hair dye. It was supposed to make my hair brown. It's looked like this since."

Joslynn laughed softly.

'Even her laugh is pretty,' Sarah noted, 'I wonder…'

The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. 6 armed guards stood there. Sarah recognized their alert posture from her father, himself a military man.

"Identification," the leader of the group almost demanded. Sarah frowned, his patch on his shoulder was a pair of silver bars. He was tall, 6'2" Sarah guessed, and had rich ebony skin, a medium build, and curly hair cut short.

'They look military, not like the rent-a-cops at the front door,' Sarah noted. 'She's a lieutenant,' she noted of a hard but pretty Hispanic woman on the captain's left. 'A little taller than me, 5' 6" maybe? And her eyes! Green, so a mixed heritage?'

Joslynn held out her badge, "Joslynn Pierce, administrative assistant to Dr. Meng."

Sarah copied her, "Dr. Sarah Berns."

He glanced at the lieutenant, who checked her tablet before nodding to him. "Alright," he rumbled in a deep baritone, "you're both clear. Take a left at the end of this hall, and then a right at the end of that one. You're looking for the gold doors on your left."

"Thank you, captain," Sarah said as she and Joslynn passed him.

'The halls are narrower down here,' Sarah noted as they walked. 'No drywall either, bare metal.' She counted steps, 'Every ten meters there's a sealable containment area, and they can pump the air out. But no cameras? Just' what 'are they doing down here?'

She was so lost in thought that she barely noticed they had arrived at a metal door with a yellow frame. Inside, a large, round table dominated the room, with chairs set around it. The lights were quite low, deepening Sarah's apprehensions. There were several obviously missing seats where holoscreens flickered instead. She glanced at the names displayed on those holoscreens and the smaller ones in front of the chairs. 'This certainly seems to be a who's-who meeting. So what am I doing here?' She wondered. She found the seat with her name displayed on it's holoscreen and sat. Joslynn offered her a cup of coffee, which she gladly accepted.

The door opened, and Dr. Young came in and took her seat.

Sarah's eye's flicked to the Director. She was a stern but handsome woman in her late 50s. Her dark skin, hair, and eyes didn't reflect that age in the least. Sarah had always suspected that she was sampling some of the more experimental merchandise.

A moment later the door opened again, Dr. Meng and Dr. Federova came in and promptly took their seats.

"That's everyone then," the Director glanced at Joslynn. She had a strange cadence to her speech, but no accent to speak of.

"Yes, Director."

"Good, let's get started then. This is an OmniCorp Level 9 Emergency. If you've never heard of a level 9 emergency, that's because there's never been one before. We have, potentially, an imminent human extinction crisis. A particularly dangerous virus we developed has been released into the public. Dr. Freeman, please provide some background."

One of the holographic images flickered to life, Sarah hadn't noticed that they weren't streaming when the person behind them wasn't speaking. "Of course Director. I'm not going to cover every detail of specimen two-zero-nine-dash-quebec, everyone here is now cleared to read the reports, and can look them up on their own time."

Sarah knew Dr. Freeman only by reputation, brilliant but scatter-brained. 'I never imagined him having such a low, nasally voice.'

"The base virus, two-zero-nine, was being explored for human sexuality enhancement purposes. There was interest in a number of topics, a next-generation Viagra, a Viagra for women, and ways to revitalize or enhance sexual organs. We had some early success in several fields, however, that was before the Q strain was discovered. The Q strain causes rapid, uncontrollable mutations in every victim, and is extremely contagious. The mutations are both , sexual, and often disturbing."

"Thank you, Doctor," the Director cut him off before he could continue. "Joslynn, can you play the video sample, please."

A video hologram flickered to life in the center of the table. "Phallic Enhancement, variant epsilon seven. Test subject two." filled the screen briefly, before be replaced with video recording. A man sat on the table in a hospital gown, an older nurse entered the room with a small tray with a syringe on it. She deftly sterilized his arm, and injected him with the syringe. She applied and bandage and dropped the syringe in the biohazard disposal without a word.

Sarah's attention flicked back to the man, he bent over and began to groan. His skin seemed to ripple and contort. The nurse turned back to him, "Are you okay?"

He didn't answer.

The nurse asked again, with an edge of fear, "Are you okay?"

The thin hospital gown was no match for his changing body, and as he turned the pieces fell to the ground, revealing his Olympian physique. Sarah didn't notice anything except the five massive cocks hanging from his groin, nearly to the floor, draped over a pair of basketball-sized testicles. The cocks seemed to be constantly oozing pre-cum. Sarah shuttered, both strangely aroused and disgusted.

"Fuck," the man groaned. "Must fuck. Fuck pussy!"

The nurse slammed the emergency button and stood on the X on the floor, waiting for the emergency doors to isolate her from the subject. She was too late. His massive appendages didn't seem to slow him at all, if anything he moved faster than a normal human. Much faster than Sarah would have expected for someone with such much baggage. He threw her over the table like she was a rag doll and ripped off her pants and panties with a single tug. Then he tried to put one of his cocks into her, which didn't fit of course, despite his attempts.

The creature didn't seem to notice the nurses screams, and despite his inability to get inside her he was clearly enjoying trying, and soon enough his huge member shot hot cum all over the room and the nurse. The effect was nearly instantaneous, her body seemed to shiver, then her blouse burst as her breasts swelled and grew until they were so large that they were on the floor, somehow maintaining a perfect shape despite their massive size. Sarah wasn't even sure what to compare them too, the beanbag chair she'd owned in college was dwarfed by either mammary. Soda can-sized nipples began to dribble milk, and her ass had grown until each cheek was the size of a beach ball.

'She looks barely twenty!'

"Fuck, now!" The former nurse wiggled her massive ass at the man behind her. "Fuck!" he shouted, lining up all five of his dicks so that three pushed against her pussy, and two against her asshole. Somehow he rocked forward and everything just slid in until he was balls deep inside her. Sarah watched, now very aroused, as the nurse's whole body was deformed by the massive intruders. Somehow she seemed to be enjoying herself as the massive things were pumped in and out of her. Those screams were all too real, but not of fear or pain, but raw lust and pleasure.

The video ended suddenly, and Sarah looked back around, her face flushed with both lust and embarrassment.

"Ladies, gentlemen, and gentlepeople," the Director said, "that is virus two-zero-nine-dash-quebec. Several years ago a sample of that virus was stolen from our Psi Omega facility. That's an ultra-secret facility for storing the most dangerous biological discoveries we make. It's supposed to be a safeguard to help us develop countermeasures if something goes wrong. OmniCorp has spent a considerable amount of money trying to figure out what happened to that sample. Today we found out."

Joslynn took this as a cue, and the holoscreen flickered to life again, "We're coming to you live from the Central University Campus, where some kind of biological weapon or date experiment gone wrong has the whole campus participating in a single, campus-wide orgy."

'Dani,' Sarah immediately thought of her sister.

"The clock is ticking," the Director continued, "You're some of the best we have, and we're bringing the rest in right away. You have access to everything OmniCorp can provide. All of our technology is opened, I've had everything from the original experiments transferred here, and I have dispatched teams to collect samples.

"I need something, I need anything. A cure, a vaccine, effective ways to stop this thing from spreading. Something to contain the infected. Anything." She looked around, "What are you waiting for, go!"

Joslynn tapped Sarah on the shoulder, "I'll show you to your lab before I go see what Dr. Meng needs."

"Thanks," she stood and followed Joslynn.

"That was crazy, huh?" Joslynn's voice shook, despite her best efforts.

"Yeah," Sarah said, only half paying attention. She was still trying to process everything she'd just seen.

Joslynn stopped in front of a nondescript metal door. She badged in and waited while Sarah did the same. The lab inside was much larger than the one she had upstairs, but was packed full of equipmentAt first glance, Sarah Berns seemed the most stereotypical researcher you could imagine; an extremely intelligent, beautiful woman hiding behind hopelessly out of style glasses with her hair constantly pulled out to be out of the way. She was a geneticist at the OmniCorp Biological Future Lab, or OBFL; one of the most prestigious research organizations for advanced research into genetic engineering in the world. Over the last twenty years, nearly every third advancement in genetics had come out of OBFL. For Sarah, this was a dream come true. She had always wanted to work on the cures to a number of genetic diseases, or turning back the clock on aging, or some other enormous achievement. Of course, she had no idea what fate had in store for her.

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Sarah

Sarah leaned forward to look into the microscope, and her hair fell in her face again. She retied her ponytail and threw her hair over her shoulder, and sighed. 'It's well past time for a haircut.' She returned to the microscope and began to dictate notes, which her computer dutifully transcribed for her.

As she turned back to her computer, her hair got stuck. "I give up," she muttered, pulling out the pony and letting her hair hang loose, before returning to her work.

"Dr. Berns?" a short, trendy, and very beautiful brunette interrupted. Sarah glanced up, doing her best to hide her annoyance with Joslynn, Dr. Meng's assistant. Sarah respected Joslynn; she was very attractive and very good at her job; she even liked her, she was funny and pleasant. She disliked that the woman was basically a secretary who got to tell people doing real work what to do. She was also extremely jealous of Joslynn's best asset… her assets. Of course, it did make sense that she would be Dr. Meng's assistant; he was brilliant, but had a reputation as a lecher. A harmless lecher, but still a lecher.

"Yes?" Sarah herself not to snap.

"You're needed immediately, please come with me."

Sarah started to protest; she had important expirements running.

"I'm sorry Doctor, but this order comes from the Director, not Dr. Meng," Joslynn's expression was part pity and part fear.

'Interesting,' Sarah thought. 'What could the director want with me so urgently?' "Of course, just one moment please. Tera," she said to her senior assistant, "You're in charge here until I get back. Please don't start any new experiments, please."

"Of course, Sa—Doctor," the woman beamed. Tera Masters was 26 years old, only 5 years Sarah's junior, and just as hungry for accomplishment. Sarah didn't care much for rank and preferred her assistants to refer to her by name, though many of them still referred to her as Doctor in front of others. They were doing as much of the work here as she was, after all.

"Lead on, please."

Joslynn nodded and set a brisk pace through the massive complex.

'Even I get confused in some parts of the facility,' she noted as Joslynn never missed a step in her pumps. They stopped in front of a set of heavy steel doors. 'The Black elevator?' She wondered. 'I don't have clearance for this. All the really dangerous and secretive research goes on down there. I don't even know anyone who has that clearance, except for the Director.'

"I don't have clearance for that," she protested.

"Neither did I until 20 minutes ago," Joslynn replied.

'What in the world is going on?' Sarah wondered to herself as she scanned her badge on the elevator.

"A retinal scan is also required, then a voice match."

Sarah leaned forward for the scanner and blinked when a bright light shone in her eye momentarily.

"Voice authentication required," a bright, feminine, synthesized voice asked pleasantly.

"Dr. Sarah Berns. Foxtrot uniform tango alpha november alpha romeo india." 'Stupid computer-generated code,' she grumbled silently.

The doors slid open and Sarah stepped inside, noting a camera in each elevator corner. Joslynn joined her after following the same procedure.

The elevator started its long descent. Sarah knew from her introduction at the lab that there were over 100 meters of rock and reinforcements between the sub-basement and the black level. 'As if there's only one floor,' Sarah scoffed.

"Er, Doctor," Joslynn probed.

"Yes?" Sarah tried to be pleasant, despite her apprehension.

"Did you do something different with your hair today?"

Sarah chuckled, "I guess I did."

"It looks nice," Joslynn smiled, "I always thought your hair was very pretty. Is that burgundy your natural color, or is it dyed?"

"Would you believe it used to be bright red?" Sarah smiled, recounting the story. "When I was in college I got tired of being the 'soulless ginger' so I tried to formulate a 'permanent' hair dye. It was supposed to make my hair brown. It's looked like this since."

Joslynn laughed softly.

'Even her laugh is pretty,' Sarah noted, 'I wonder…'

The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. 6 armed guards stood there. Sarah recognized their alert posture from her father, himself a military man.

"Identification," the leader of the group almost demanded. Sarah frowned, his patch on his shoulder was a pair of silver bars. He was tall, 6'2" Sarah guessed, and had rich ebony skin, a medium build, and curly hair cut short.

'They look military, not like the rent-a-cops at the front door,' Sarah noted. 'She's a lieutenant,' she noted of a hard but pretty Hispanic woman on the captain's left. 'A little taller than me, 5' 6" maybe? And her eyes! Green, so a mixed heritage?'

Joslynn held out her badge, "Joslynn Pierce, administrative assistant to Dr. Meng."

Sarah copied her, "Dr. Sarah Berns."

He glanced at the lieutenant, who was holding a tablet and nodded to him. "Alright," he rumbled in a deep baritone, "you're both clear. Take a left at the end of this hall, and then a right at the end of that one. You're looking for the gold doors on your left."

"Thank you, captain," Sarah said as she and Joslynn passed him.

'The halls are narrower down here,' Sarah noted as they walked. 'No drywall either, bare metal.' She counted steps, 'Every ten meters there's a sealable containment area, and they can pump the air out. But no cameras? Just what are they doing down here?'

She was so lost in thought that she barely noticed they had arrived at a metal door with a yellow frame. Inside, a large, round table dominated the room, with chairs set around it. The lights were quite low, deepening Sarah's apprehensions. There were several obviously missing seats where holoscreens flickered instead. She glanced at the names displayed on those holoscreens and the smaller ones in front of the chairs. 'This certainly seems to be a who's-who meeting. So what am I doing here?' she wondered. She found the seat with her name displayed on its holoscreen and sat. Joslynn offered her a cup of coffee, which she gladly accepted.

The door opened, and Dr. Young came in and took her seat.

Sarah's eye's flicked to the Director. She was a stern but handsome woman in her late 50s. Her dark skin, hair, and eyes didn't reflect that age in the least. Sarah had always suspected that she was sampling some of the more experimental merchandise.

A moment later the door opened again, Dr. Meng and Dr. Federova came in and promptly took their seats.

"That's everyone then," the Director glanced at Joslynn. She had a strange cadence to her speech, but no accent to speak of.

"Yes, Director."

"Good, let's get started then. This is an OmniCorp Level 9 Emergency. If you've never heard of a level 9 emergency, that's because there's never been one before. We have, potentially, an imminent human extinction crisis. A particularly dangerous virus we developed has been released into the public. Dr. Freeman, please provide some background."

One of the holographic images flickered to life, Sarah hadn't noticed that they weren't streaming when the person behind them wasn't speaking. "Of course Director. I'm not going to cover every detail of specimen two-zero-nine-dash-quebec, everyone here is now cleared to read the reports, and can look them up on their own time."

Sarah knew Dr. Freeman only by reputation, brilliant but scatter-brained. 'I never imagined him having such a low, nasally voice.'

"The base virus, two-zero-nine, was being explored for human sexuality enhancement purposes. There was interest in a number of topics, a next-generation Viagra, a Viagra for women, and ways to revitalize or enhance sexual organs. We had some early success in several fields, however, that was before the Q strain was discovered. The Q strain causes rapid, uncontrollable mutations in every victim, and is extremely contagious. The mutations are both , sexual, and often disturbing."

"Thank you, Doctor," the Director cut him off before he could continue. "Joslynn, can you play the video sample, please."

A video hologram flickered to life in the center of the table. 'Phallic Enhancement, variant epsilon seven. Test subject two.' filled the screen briefly, before be replaced with video recording. A man sat on the table in a hospital gown, an older nurse entered the room with a small tray with a syringe on it. She deftly sterilized his arm, and injected him with the syringe. She applied and bandage and dropped the syringe in the biohazard disposal without a word.

Sarah's attention flicked back to the man, he bent over and began to groan. His skin seemed to ripple and contort. The nurse turned back to him, "Are you okay?"

He didn't answer.

The nurse asked again, with an edge of fear, "Are you okay?"

He turned and looked at her, and when he stood up, the gown ripped off his body, shredded by his new Olympian physique. Sarah however, was staring at the five massive cocks hanging from his groin, nearly draped across the floor, over a pair of basketball-sized testicles. The cocks seemed to be constantly oozing pre-cum. Sarah shuttered, both strangely aroused and disgusted.

"Fuck," the man groaned. "Must fuck. Fuck pussy!"

The nurse slammed the emergency button and stood on the X on the floor, waiting for the emergency doors to isolate her from the subject. She was too late. His massive appendages didn't seem to slow him at all; if anything he moved much faster than Sarah would have expected anyone to, let alone someone with so much baggage. He threw her over the table like she was a rag doll and ripped off her pants and panties with a single tug. Then he tried to put one of his cocks into her. It didn't fit of course, despite his attempts. She was screaming, but he didn't seem to notice, and despite his inability to get inside her, he was clearly enjoying the attempt, and soon enough his huge member shot hot cum all over the room and the nurse. The effect was nearly instantaneous, as her body seemed to shiver, then her blouse burst as her breasts swelled and grew until they were so large that they were on the floor, somehow maintaining a perfect shape despite their massive size. Sarah wasn't even sure what to compare them too, the beanbag chair she'd owned in college was dwarfed by either mammary. Her now soda can-sized nipples began to dribble milk, and her ass had grown until each cheek was the size of a beach ball.

'She looks barely twenty!'

"Fuck, now!" She wiggled her massive ass at the man behind her. "Fuck!" he shouted, lining up all five of his dicks so that three pushed against her pussy, and two against her asshole. Somehow he rocked forward and everything just slid in until he was balls deep inside her. Sarah watched, now very aroused, as the nurse's whole body was deformed by the massive intruders. Somehow she seemed to be enjoying herself as the massive things were pumped in and out of her. Those screams were all too real, but not of fear or pain, but raw lust and pleasure.

The video ended suddenly, and Sarah looked back around, her face flushed with both lust and embarrassment.

"Ladies, gentlemen, and gentle people," the Director said, "that is virus two-zero-nine-dash-quebec. Several years ago, a sample of that virus was stolen from our Psi Omega facility. That's an ultra-secret facility for storing the most dangerous biological discoveries we make. It's supposed to be a safeguard to help us develop countermeasures if something goes wrong. OmniCorp has spent a considerable amount of money trying to figure out what happened to that sample. Today we found out."

Joslynn took this as a cue, and the holoscreen flickered to life again. "We're coming to you live from the Central University Campus, where some kind of biological weapon or date experiment gone wrong has the whole campus participating in a single, campus-wide orgy."

'Dani.' Sarah immediately thought of her sister.

"The clock is ticking," the Director continued. "You're some of the best we have, and we're bringing the rest in right away. You have access to everything OmniCorp can provide. All of our technology is opened, I've had everything from the original experiments transferred here and I have dispatched teams to collect samples.

"I need something, I need anything. A cure, a vaccine, effective ways to stop this thing from spreading. Something to contain the Infected. Anything." She looked around, "What are you waiting for, go!"

Joslynn tapped Sarah on the shoulder. "I'll show you to your lab before I go see what Dr. Meng needs."

"Thanks," she stood and followed Joslynn.

"That was crazy, huh?" Joslynn's voice shook, despite her best efforts.

"Yeah," Sarah said, only half paying attention. She was still trying to process everything she'd just seen.

Joslynn stopped in front of a nondescript metal door. She badged in and waited while Sarah did the same. The lab inside was much larger than the one she had upstairs, but was packed full of equipment. The dull metal walls were brightly illuminated by the overhead lighting, revealing the conduits and pipes.

Sarah took a moment to try to process everything. 'I never thought I'd find something so… to be arousing. But at the same time, this is serious. Incredibly serious. Everyone is at risk if this was as infectious as the video showed… How long before someone simply starts bombing whole cities to contain this?' Her thoughts continued to drift down that trail for a while before Joslynn came back.

"Doctor?"

She looked over at Joslynn, "I'm sorry, this is just a lot to take in."

"If you need anything at all, I'm supposed to get it for you. Just let me know. There are a limit on the number of people we can bring down here though," she smiled apologetically.

"I need my lab assistant from upstairs, Tera Masters. I also need my sister, Dani. She's all the family I have left, and I won't be able to focus if I don't know she's safe." 'Dani, will she even come if someone says that I'm asking for her?'

Joslynn smiled, "I'll take care of that. Tera should be down here soon.". The dull metal walls were brightly illuminated by the overhead lighting, revealing the conduits and pipes.

Sarah took a moment to try to process everything. 'I never thought I'd find something so… to be arousing. But at the same time, this is serious. Incredibly serious. Everyone is at risk if this was as infectious as the video showed… How long before someone simply starts bombing whole cities to contain this?' Her thoughts continued to drift down that trail for a while before Joslynn came back.

"Doctor?"

She looked over at Joslynn, "I'm sorry, this is just a lot to take in."

"If you need anything at all, I'm supposed to get it for you. Just let me know. There are a limit on the number of people we can bring down here, though," she smiled apologetically.

"I need my lab assistant from upstairs, Tera Masters. I also need my sister, Dani. She's all the family I have left, and I won't be able to focus if I don't know she's safe." 'Dani, will she even come if someone says that I'm asking for her?'

Joslynn smiled, "I'll take care of that. Tera should be down here soon."