Lost on Titan

{Part 5}

~Videl~

Standing in front of the door marked 104, Videl shivered. It felt like breaking into a dead person's home. Not that she knew what that  felt like, but still. The person who had lived here was basically dead. Fried by the faulty program of a cryo-pod. She held her wristband in front of the door, and the laser scanned across it. An indicator flashed green. A beep sounded as the door unlocked and slid open, but she didn't move a muscle. It was dark inside, foreboding. Steeling herself against the ominous feeling of death, she forced herself to step inside and felt along the wall for a light switch. Feeling nothing but a bare wall, she battled against the dread and anxiety when the door slid shut behind her - and with the soft clinking sound of the lock, she was shrouded in the pitch darkness . Videl did the only thing she could think of. Apprehensively, she said, "Lights on?"

And miraculously, the lights activated at her voice command that sounded more like a request. Feeling a short-lived bolster to her confidence, she looked around at what appeared to be a living room. There was a comfortable-looking faux leather sofa that was a shiny milk-chocolate color. A folded fuzzy pink blanket draped over the back of it. There was a small coffee table in front of the sofa, and a flat screen television was on the wall, suspended against it without a stand to hold it up. A room further back that appeared to be an extension of the living area was still dark, but from the silhouettes she could see in the shadows, it appeared to be the kitchen. There was a door on the left side of the room, and two on the right, that resembled the metallic front door, but Videl wasn't ready to explore the rest of the private quarters. So, she sat down on the plush cushions of the couch and pulled the pink blanket around her. That same overwhelming sensation of déjà vu washed over her again. This was something that was undoubtedly and eerily familiar, but at the same time, foreign to her. Not to mention, the feeling was laced with an unbearable loneliness that she wasn't entirely sure belonged to her. 

She let herself slump until she was laying on her side with her head resting against the arm-rest of the couch, the blanket wrapped around her like a cocoon. She was so tired, which didn't make a lot of sense, considering she'd been "sleeping" for months on Cryo-Level 3, but she found herself thumbing her wristband anyway, projecting the hologram screen in front of her. Seeing the wallpaper image of the old Videl with Sienna brought tears to her eyes. They looked younger, like teenagers. She didn't cry, though, she didn't have the energy to do it. She wondered for a moment, if she could call Sienna now, tell her friend everything as she imagined the old Videl had done many times in a past she no longer remembered.

But Videl decided she would rather do it in person - it seemed more appropriate for such serious matters. Instead, she chose to search on the web-browser: 

cryo-sleep symptoms

She needed to know what was normal to expect after waking, and what was not. The first article that popped up began listing the basic known side effects.

                                              - Light/Sound Sensitivity

                                              - Numbness/Tingling

                                              - Vertigo/Dizziness