Original release: 2020
Two paths stretch before Jora as he awakens in the hospital without memory nor any known records: on one, a doctor wishes to help him recover his memory; on the other, a scientist wishes to do the same. However, on their quest...
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Jay's gaze narrowed as she walked down the hallway, taking a sharp turn around a corner as she searched for Room 4832. Another doctor walked alongside her, speaking words that fell on deaf ears as her mind raced.
If that corpse was the missing Jora, then who did we let go? Jay thought, Could the rest of that crew be in similar condition? What were they really studying on O-87?
A small, decorative brass sign on a passing door caught her eye - Room 4832. She stopped, opening the door and marching in, leaving the door to bump against the forearm of her fellow doctor. Inside of a glass tube centered near the back of the room rested a peculiar, tailless bipedal feline creature with four arms and an eye on its forehead. It floated inside of a green liquid meant to accelerate the healing process, and a mask covered the being's snout in order to ensure proper oxygen flow and avoid suffocation.
This bizarre feline creature that rested in a medical pod before Jay was the true face of Ophiuchi's higher ranks. This thing was one of the unmar people, the primary species in the nation that owned the station. Jay's gaze rested on the being in the tube for a moment, taking in the details of a species she seldom got the opportunity to lay her eyes upon before approaching a keyboard on the side of the chamber.
Ratataptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap.
Jay's claws plugged away at the device, rapidly typing away commands, causing the fluid in the chamber to steadily lower as her follower's eyes widened.
"Jay," The doctor said, "Are you sure you should be doing this?! I told you, we're not certain Hera-Hes is in good enough condition to be let out quite yet!"
Jay shook her head.
"I'm not letting her out," She said, glancing over to the large glass tube that held the unconscious patient within, "I'm just waking her up for a bit to answer a few questions."
"Isn't there anybody else who you can ask?" The doctor's voice quaked a little with anxiety, their left ear twitching ever slightly.
"No."
"... What are you planning to ask her?"
Jay looked back to the keyboard, grumbling under her breath something or other about nosy and unhelpful coworkers.
"I just need her to confirm something for me," Jay spoke up, a strong tone to her voice matching her determination to her case, "Something only she would know for certain."
Jora stepped out of his room, making his way around the corner and into the elevator with a hastened pace. Guards turned to look at him, only to look away after he passed them - Bain had ordered them to treat him as they would any other scientist, and they weren't going to disobey. Jora tapped a number on the elevator, and waited patiently as the room lifted past several floors. For a moment, he was trapped alone in a box with his thoughts...
