Roweth Sinclair awoke in the medical center. Dr. Winchester Faction was alerted and came quickly.
“Can we get right to it Dr. Faction?” said Roweth, “Why can’t I feel my legs? Why can’t I feel anything below my waist?”
Dr. Faction explained that Roweth had been shot in the stomach. The weapon had been modified and the blast went through to his spine.
“So the enhancements I made to the weapon have paralyzed me,” said Roweth, “I increased the guns energy output so they would be able to cut through the horde easier if they boarded again. I never got to test it. Instead it ended up being used on me and now I can’t walk or piss on my own.”
Roweth started laughing. He put his hand on his face. The laughing turned into something else.
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