The Great Project
He sits back in his chair for a moment and tries to collect himself to tell her the story of the morning. He rubs his hands over his face vigorously as if to bring the blood back into his head. Looking at his hands, he takes a deep breath and begins to tell the tale.
"Well, he approached me in my lab and told me to come straight to his office. He wouldn't even let me finish the analysis that I had started. Had I resisted anymore, I think he would have had the guards he brought drag me to his office; so, I followed him and arrived shortly after he did. When I went in, he had the strangest look on his face. Sort of a mix between having something unpleasant on his mind and something pleasurable. Only, I could not know then that the unpleasantness was that he wasn't sure I'd accept what he was offering."
He takes a moment to collect himself again and take another breath before continuing. "Then, Jessi, then he handed me a paper showing me the most grotesque thing I have ever seen. You know that I have always been for Unification; but after seeing this, I don't think I can ever support the Alliance again. It was the most horrible thing to be asked to do."
Jessica Ziyi looks him in the eye almost jumping out of her seat to hear, "What was it?"
He looks deep into her eyes, forgetting again just how he can be lost in them. She has been his friend for many years and occasionally his confidant in times of need, such as this one. He realized now that he was at the moment of truth that it was easier than he thought it would be to tell her.
"The Alliance, and General Caraway, asked me to create a biogenic weapon."
Jessi gasped at hearing this. For doctors, there can be no greater insult than to ask them to do harm unto others.
"They didn't," she said, not completely believing her own words.
"They did."
"What did you say?"
"I told the General no. He then insisted that I think it over. I have until the end of the day to decide. I am afraid that if I don't go along with this, I will be in great peril."
Only now could she see the fear in his eyes and hear it in his voice. He looked at her and began crying softly, "I won't do it, no matter what they do to me."
She comes over to him and holds him for a time. She does not wish to leave his side. But, she must for if she is away from her work for too long, someone will notice, "I have to go. They will miss me soon."
He understands her dilemma and her need to leave, "Go ahead. We can talk later, I hope."
"Well, he approached me in my lab and told me to come straight to his office. He wouldn't even let me finish the analysis that I had started. Had I resisted anymore, I think he would have had the guards he brought drag me to his office; so, I followed him and arrived shortly after he did. When I went in, he had the strangest look on his face. Sort of a mix between having something unpleasant on his mind and something pleasurable. Only, I could not know then that the unpleasantness was that he wasn't sure I'd accept what he was offering."
He takes a moment to collect himself again and take another breath before continuing. "Then, Jessi, then he handed me a paper showing me the most grotesque thing I have ever seen. You know that I have always been for Unification; but after seeing this, I don't think I can ever support the Alliance again. It was the most horrible thing to be asked to do."
Jessica Ziyi looks him in the eye almost jumping out of her seat to hear, "What was it?"
He looks deep into her eyes, forgetting again just how he can be lost in them. She has been his friend for many years and occasionally his confidant in times of need, such as this one. He realized now that he was at the moment of truth that it was easier than he thought it would be to tell her.
"The Alliance, and General Caraway, asked me to create a biogenic weapon."
Jessi gasped at hearing this. For doctors, there can be no greater insult than to ask them to do harm unto others.
"They didn't," she said, not completely believing her own words.
"They did."
"What did you say?"
"I told the General no. He then insisted that I think it over. I have until the end of the day to decide. I am afraid that if I don't go along with this, I will be in great peril."
Only now could she see the fear in his eyes and hear it in his voice. He looked at her and began crying softly, "I won't do it, no matter what they do to me."
She comes over to him and holds him for a time. She does not wish to leave his side. But, she must for if she is away from her work for too long, someone will notice, "I have to go. They will miss me soon."
He understands her dilemma and her need to leave, "Go ahead. We can talk later, I hope."
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