The Lazarus Project

“Shepard! Commander Shepard! You need to wake up!”

Jane groaned as she opened her eyes. She looked around trying to get her bearings. “Commander Shepard! The station is under attack! You need to move! Commander Shepard! This is Miranda! Can you hear me!”

Jane looked down and her eyes widened. She was laying naked on a medical bed. Her boobs had scars and appeared a bit smaller than she remembered, her crotch was completely bare. “W-where are my clothes?” Jane groaned.

“There’s no time for that Shepard! Grab that pistol over there and get moving the station is under attack!”

Jane got up from the bed and looked. She saw a pistol on the table and grabbed it. “This has no thermal clip, Miranda!”

“Go through that door and you’ll find thermal clips in a drawer.”

Jane rushed over and found the clips, and loaded the pistol. “Can I get any clothes?”

“I’m sorry Shepard, but no. You might be able to find some armor on the right,” Miranda said.

Jane looked to see a small closet and entered trying to find some hope of modesty.