Stratt knocked on my door, I walked to my door, opening it looking at her. ‘ ‘ . . . the doctors cleaned up the body, they got a puls-’ ‘ I interrupted her. ‘’ WHAT?!’ ‘ i looked…amazed. ‘ ‘HOW?! I- IT WAS DEAD?! ‘ ‘ I exclaimed. ‘ ‘ . . .I thought so too, we don't know how…we got a pulse but, we did.’ ‘ I held my head, tears rolling down my cheeks. ‘ ‘ Do you want to visit him?’ ‘ I looked at her, nodding aggressively, we walked to the med-bay i looked at him, i…felt relieved, i don’t know why, oh i know probably because i saved him, if i wasn’t out of the lab and looking, he wouldn’t be alive, i wiped my tears as i sniffled, looking at the monitor, watching the pulse, gripping my pants. I started to sob, tears rolling down my cheek, I'm the reason why this man is alive, if i didnt- I need to stop repeating myself, and focus. The man opened his eyes, looking at me, screaming, getting out of the bed. ‘ ‘ WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! WHERE THE FUCK AM I- WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL OF THIS-’ ‘ the man yelled, i looked at him, scared and amazed he just, hopped out of the bed so fast, and is speaking. ‘ ‘hey hey- calm down it’s okay, you're safe.’ ‘ I told him calmly. ‘ ‘ FUCKING- GET THIS SHIT-’ ‘ he was panicking, pulling at the IV’s. ‘ ‘HEY HEY DONT PULL THOSE THAT’S IMPORTANT-’ ‘ I yelped, worried for this man. ‘ ‘ WHAT'S YOUR NAME- ‘ ‘ i yelled at him, the only way i think he can understand me. ‘ ‘ WHO- WHO THE FUCK- GET THE FUCK AWAY- ‘ ‘ he yelled again, still scared i could tell. I was frightened, I didn't know what to do. ‘ ‘ h-hey bud just- calm-’ ‘ he puked, ALOT of it, it was mixed with water and red stuff, I don't know if it was blood, hopefully not. I gagged, looking away. He collapsed, breathing heavily gripping his chest, I looked at him, we …made eye contact, that's a start. ‘ ‘ h-hey- uh- lets calm down kay?..’ ‘ i said , a little calm and shaky. He stared at me..scared, confused. ‘ ‘ w-where am i..’ ‘ he said ..finally not yelling. ‘ ‘ You're on an aircraft carrier.. . and in a medbay.’ ‘ I said calmly. He examined the room, looking around, then back at me. ‘ ‘ Can you remember your name?.. ‘’ I said. He stared at me, shaking his head, that’s normal for being unconscious for that long. One of the doctors walked in, staring at the man, they looked surprised. They checked his vitals, and everything, walking out with a blood sample, I looked at him, fidgeting. ‘ ‘ .. i…can remember some but it's ..foggy.’ ‘ he said. ‘ ‘ i .. think I was called the butcher?...or simon..’ ‘ he said, a lot more calm than our first interaction. ‘ ‘ . . .that’s good that you’re remembering. ‘’ I looked at the ground, then back at Simon, smiling gently. ‘ ‘ . . what are you gonna do with me?. .. ‘ ‘ Simon said scaredly. I tilt my head, confused. ‘ ‘ What do you mean? ‘ ‘ Simon looked at me, clearly confused too. ‘ ‘ aren’t you just gonna give me a job here after im better?’ ‘ he said sternly. I shake my head, and hands. ‘ ‘ NONO- just we need to monitor you - do you not remember drowning??’ ‘ Simon looked at me, breathing heavily, I think I pushed a memory button shit…i looked at him, sighing. ‘ ‘ I rescued you in a red spot in the ocean, I swear I thought you were dead. ‘ ‘ Simon stared at me, holding his head. ‘ ‘ . . i- i was in a submarine…last thing i saw was the eel, now I'm here.’ ‘ I looked at him confused. ‘ ‘ a-a what now? A eel? Their not THAT scary??...’ ‘ I looked at him, it must be his brain messing with him. ‘ ‘ . . what else do you remember, Simon?..’ ‘ he looked at the ground, then at his missing arm covered in bandages. ‘ ‘ THE FUCK?! WHERE'S MY ARM.’ ‘ he breathed heavily, panicking. ‘ ‘ hey hey- its okay, its- its not there anymore- i found you like that.’ ‘ i said calmly, trying to calm him down. Simon looked at me, breathing heavily. ‘ ‘ how..long am i gonna said in this room.’ ‘ he said calmly. ‘ ‘ …untill you’re better, sorry.’ ‘ simon nodded, zoning out.