Linc opened his eyes. He saw a bright light that dazzled him, and felt extroadinarily at peace.
"Am I... dead?"
His eyes slowly adjusted and he saw Wash leaning over him.
"Nope. Far from it. It was a close call though."
"My chest hurts."
"I'm not surprised. You nearly lost everything below it. That meat saw practically cut you in half."
He found breathing difficult and painfull, and he was covered in bandages.
"My head... Wha...?"
You can't remember what happened? That sonic blast that resonated through your workstation deafened us. You got the lever stuck so the saw ploughed into the platfrom, from which you were hanging. Don't you give me that look! It was your clumsiness that got you this way- I nearly lost my arm!"
Linc raised his brow arch.
"Well... you got worse off, though I haven't been to healthy recently either. But then, you know that already. You'rer doing well. That Slap is a real genius."
"Who's Slap?"
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