***** Vol.5 Chap.18 Occupant in Room B *****

In the meantime, May-Ling slowly walked to her room. She was completely befuddled by everything that had just happened to her. Most importantly, she had no idea why she was “chosen” to bear such responsibility. She always thought that she was a no-body, an orphan, and a castaway. But now she had been asked to save the world while a day before she could not even save herself.

She got to her room and went in. There was a bed on one side of the wall and on the other side; there was a table and a chair. There was also a fruit basket on the table.

Within her, she still needed closure on Haw-Ting’s accident.

“Show me the clinic when Jar-Li hurt Haw-Ting!”

The wall television came alive and the image depicted the front door of the clinic. In came Jar-Li in a foul mood. Shoveling away a few patients standing in front of him, he barged in while cursing loudly. The orderlies tried to calm him down. But he just pushed them off and headed to the acupuncture room.

The image next showed Haw-Ting running out of his office from the noise of all the commotions. Seeing Jar-Li, Haw-Ting tried to confront him. In rage, Jar-Li just picked up the nearby urn from the floor, raised it above his head, and crashed it on top of Haw-Ting’s head.

“No!” May-Ling cried out. She lunged forward as if to stop the blow.

The urn crashed on top of Haw-Ting fracturing the skull and his lifeless body fell limply to the ground twisted in an unnatural form.

“Stop!” May-Ling cried out.

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It took a long time for her to recover. But she realized that even if she were there, she might not be able to do anything. The video gave her closure on Haw-Ting’s death. She could finally put that period of her life behind her.

Still, deep within her was a longing to curl up on the bed and sleep through this nightmare. It seemed that everything that had happened was just a bad dream and when she awoke, she would be back in her home and in her husband’s arms.

But she knew that that was only wishful thinking. She sat down on the table.

Now is the time to look forward instead of looking back. The past is the past. Let the past remains as the past.

Wiping a tear from her eye, she shook her head and decided that it was time to move on.

A pang of hunger growled in her stomach. She was just thinking how nice it would be to have a bowl of hot and spicy noodle and a side dish of barbeque duck, her favorite. Miraculously, the meal appeared before her. The bowl of noodle was steaming hot and the duck was crispy and smelled delicious. She cannot pass up such an offering. So, she put aside her befuddling thoughts and decided to enjoy the meal.

After the meal, she felt satisfied and her spirits were slightly lifted. Sitting down on the bed to consider the situation. She asked for a video of the lab to be shown on the wall again.

She saw a scientist, whom she presumed to be Dr. Schmidtiz, working in the lab and running tests on various samples. Being somewhat familiar with the equipment in the lab since she had used some of them before during her medical training, she noted there were only a scientist and an assistant present in the lab.

She also noticed, though not clearly, that there was a vault where Dr. Schmidtz locked up all the samples and the vaccine. She panned around the compound outside the lab. The space was not all that spacious and she noted many guards around different rooms and stationed around major corridors.

After a while, getting tired of looking at the compound, she laid down in bed trying to formulate some plans to thwart the forthcoming disaster. She thought of writing a letter to the mad scientist and appealing to him directly not to continue in such evil plan. She would even meet with him and explain to him about the dangers of his work.

But then she wondered if she could even gain an audience with the scientist since no one knew that the compound existed. Surely Glybiana would firmly deny the very existence of the compound.

She shook her head.