Cher took a deep breath, after removing the face mask that had been covering her mouth. She placed down her medical equipment and proceeded to sanitize the equipment and her hands.
The room she’d been working in, had been specially designed to represent a makeshift surgery room; the room was fully sterilized and free of any type of harmful bacteria. The pungent smell of sterilizing chemicals, bleach, and ammonia could be faintly smelt. Even the air was sterilized to prevent any possibility of inhaling harmful pathogens.
Cher turned her attention to the heart monitor; this monitor was the only reminder that this human "corpse" still alive. The tubes were just there to keep his heart and lungs running on makeshift life support.
Tazuna. Cher thought in regret, her mind wandering back to the Arctic Wolf. Where are you?