Eris on Cardamine

[Doc Holliday]

Doc was confused. The map was, well, weird, but it was better than nothing. Doc was cranky and was developing a mild headache as he had no food or water. Making it worse, his med bag was far away and unreachable. He sighed in total frustration, "Try to remind me, Eris, that I did this to help humanity." Sitting wasn't an option so he found his feet and began following the map as best he could.
"Let's hope nothing has changed in twelve years," he muttered.

So he followed the map. The gravity pads he got to know well. It seemed the low gravity was helpful as he didn't have to exert himself as much. Dangerous obstacles he did well to identify and avoid save his encounter with a very large and still operating ventilation fan. He was able to get away from it's pulling but had to rest afterwards.
"Still working," he panted, after all this time."
Collecting himself, he continued.

By day's end he was as lost as he was before.....probably more so.
Frustrated, tired, hungry, thirsty and increasingly desperate, he remembered what his old friend, Malaclypse, taught him. He sat indian style on a floor, closed his eyes and concentrated. Pleasant thoughts filled his mind. Midori and their three kids. He smiled at the thought as he thought of them all playing together. To her, his being gone was typical as he worked so much.
He thought of Baffin and TAZ. Old friends, past and present. Yes, his mind was easing.

Doc was tired and he again fell asleep.

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