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air lock, shrouded with plastic and ringed with rubber seals. Shon felt a surge of trepidation, stopping just for a moment; the urge to turn and flee almost overpowered him. It occurred to him that if he could still sense link data through the mask, it probably wasn’t protecting him from an airborne disease, either. He kept it on anyway.
    “Let’s do this.”
    Michelle opened the door and they followed her through.
    The basement was as carefully sealed as the door, not only the windows but the walls themselves covered with layers of protective plastic. The room was crammed with bulky medical computers and the two hospital beds, each one bearing a Partial covered with boils and rough, scaly skin. Shon had considered housing the victims and their researchers in the East Meadow hospital, but he was concerned the disease would get out, and wanted it as far from the Partial population on the island as possible. Instead he’d brought several of the hospital’s solar panels and set them up here, to power the medical equipment and air recyclers.
    He’d also sent Dogwood the hospital’s best human doctors, since all the Partial doctors had already expired.
    “This is Dr. Skousen,” said Michelle, leading him to an old man in a medical gown and a face mask of his own. The human looked up from a twitching, sweating patient and scowled at Shon.
    Shon nodded but didn’t bother to extend his hand to shake. “We’ve met,” said Shon. “Tell me, Dr. Skousen, have you had any luck isolating the cause of the disease?”
    Shon was only beginning to understand the full range of human facial expressions, but the hatred on Skousen’s face was easy to read. “The only reason I’m even looking for this germ is to shake its hand for killing you so spectacularly.”
    Shon radiated irritation on the link, even though he knew the human couldn’t sense it. “But you are looking for it?”
    Skousen simply scowled at him, and after a moment Michelle answered for him. “As far as we can tell, yes,” she said. “He may as well be doing magic down here for all we understand it.”
    “He’s not hurting anyone,” said Shon, meeting Skousen’s stare. “That’s not who he is.” He looked back at Michelle. “You’re giving him time to study our RM resistance in return, like I said?”
    “Two hours a day,” Skousen snarled, “with no access to my notes or my team from the hospital.”
    “I can give you some of that,” said Shon. “If Michelle vouches for your work, I can bring some of your notes from East Meadow.”
    “And my team.”
    “I can’t take the risk that you’ll collude against us.”
    “I thought you said that’s not who I am.”
    Shon shook his head. “I trust you, Doctor, not your colleagues.”
    “More time, then,” said Skousen. “Two hours a day is nothing—my people are dying, and I might be the only man alive who can help them.”
    “He only sleeps four hours as it is,” said Michelle. “We expect him to collapse in exhaustion any day now.”
    “I can do the work if you’ll give me the time!” Skousen growled.
    “Your priority is to cure these Partials,” Shon ordered.
    Dr. Skousen laughed coldly. “That’s not even close to my priority.”
    “You can’t cure anyone if you’re dead.”
    “You already tried to kill me,” said Skousen. “Thirteen years ago when I cared for an entire hospital full of RM victims. You think this is bad?” He gestured wildly at the dying Partials, his hands shaking with age and anger. “When the bodies pile so high in this room that you have to step on the dead just to reach the dying, then you can tell me how serious this is. Then you can tell me I’m working too hard and I need some rest . Then you can see what it’s like to watch an invisible monster kill everyone you’ve ever loved, assuming you love anything at all.”
    Skousen’s chest was heaving, his old frame out of breath and shaking from the tirade. Shon watched passively, moving only to