Dr. Gould stood before the entrance to the ICU. Taking a moment to compose herself, she closed her eyes to quiet the anxieties in the mind that come with knowing all the things that can go wrong with the human body; a doctor's curse. The shipboard lights changed from nighttime muted to morning hue signifying not only the simulated time of day but also the shift change.

Entering she took the status datapad from the nurses' station and reviewed it. She had seventeen ...