Cordelia wakes up screaming from a dream in which she was holding a teddy bear and crying into a grating on the floor.
Griza is fiddling with the estrogen capsules again. "These are like, maybe 50% as efficient as they could be," she says, glancing at Cordelia who's still just glad she's finally getting any estradiol at all, "but I don't think we're gonna be given a better dosage any time soon."
"Gri... za hey. Hey hey. Griza hey can I... can I just..." Cordelia says, still incoherent from the aftereffects of the dream.
Griza passes an estrogen capsule from one hand to the other.
"Cordy, you okay?"
"Not real... really..."
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HorrorSince she was very young, Cordelia Verhive VI has been hounded by bizarre nightmares. Now 35, she's just beginning to understand. The year is 5334. Humanity as it was once known has been nearly extinct for hundreds of years. In a desolate world of g...
