“Nina Andrianova, captain,” she said. “I apologize for not being at my post.”“Nina?”Kirov leapt back as soon as he picked up the flashlight. Steadying herself on the mud-slicked floor, Nina followed the captain’s gaze—right to the alien face. Her heart nearly stopped.The man clapped his hands loudly. “Nina!”Nina’s eyes jolted opened. “Behind you!” she shouted. Then she went still.She wasn’t on a ship. There were no aliens around her. Everything was quiet. Her gaze focused on the bald-headed man looking down at her, who glanced briefly behind him to see if anything was there. Nothing was. Laying her head back, Nina’s heart settled.The man, middle-aged and wearing a white lab coat, looked back at her. “Everything all right?” He was American.Closing her eyes, she nodded her head. She was in a hospital bed, not a spacecraft. No weapons were firing, no aliens attacking. She was safe. “Yes,” she whispered.“Can you tell me your name and date of birth, please?”It was standard medical questioning.
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