Chapter 147: Contingency Plans
I was surprised to wake up on my own the next day, figuring Mel would get everyone up early for some last-minute orders. There was no sign of the man we were calling Santa in my dreams last night, but I had a feeling we’d know if anything happened to him. I had no tangible proof of that, of course, but it just felt like I’d know if something happened to any of the members of the soul chat.
Was there a safe way to test that? Maybe something like anesthesia could work, but I’d need a real medical doctor before I was willing to risk anything like that. Actually, I was pretty sure that went beyond even what a normal doctor handled, that was more in the specialist area. I’d talk to the council about it later, after we were sure the planet was safe from the current problem.
With my brain back on that pressing issue, I forced myself out of bed. I wanted to get some food in me and see just what the others were up to this morning. Before I could get out of the garage, though, a new chat window popped into view.
| >Corey: Dave, now that you are awake, you should join us in the dining hall. Mel wishes to speak to everyone before we head out, and he wanted to make sure you had plenty of sleep. >Dave: Ah, I take it he told you something like “Have Dave get his ass here the moment he stops snoring”? >Corey: Yes, in nearly exactly those words. >Maud: I think there was actually a few more uses of ass, but Corey has the gist of it. :) >Beta: I like Mel. Why did you not tell me of his wisdom before? He makes you creatures almost worth interacting with.
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