Project Death: Resurrection
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Three days came and went and still the Leaders remained elusive. Apparently Alaula’s information had not made them relax, not even slightly. All of the Resurrectors continued to do their jobs, going out to help charges when needed. Not one Resurrector ran into the Angel of Death. Thinking everything had settled down, a census was passed around so we could get a better idea of how many of us were left.
The answer was abysmal. Before this we had 130 active Resurrectors at our facility but now our numbers were less than a fourth of what we were used to. How could 30 of us keep doing all the work that was necessary from our facility? Most everyone was exhausted and needed to have a lengthy vacation. The new Resurrector class was still months away from graduation and the days of a few moving up early had ended years ago. Now everyone had to stay the full school term.
I heard the mutterings and complaints from the Resurrectors as they walked through the hallways. No one heard any complaints from me; I worked harder than ever, answering every charge's call as well as taking on some charges for the others so they could get a break, even if it was only a few minutes longer. One would think I would get some kind of recognition from someone or even a thank you for helping but I still noticed the looks from others. Were my differences so great that it didn’t matter how hard I tried to help?
Alaula was starting to look better and she was one of the extremely small handful that appreciated the work load I took upon myself. The smile she used to have returned to her as she settled in to the now consistent work load, the number of casualties down to almost zero again. Kiran and Alaula spent most of their precious free time together, as did Sitara and Damir. I took that to mean that the conversation I had with him was being taken seriously. That was for the best because his presence was really helping Sitara. I was glad they were all growing closer though I admit to feeling just a little lonely. I made up for that feeling by working more.
And so the pattern settled and we all went about our business as best we could.