One had survived for hours, the other two had survived longer, apparently permanently. One had gone mad, the other two had not. Somehow, they were all interrelated. In a very simple way. Acidosis. Rapid breathing. Carbon-dioxide content. Oxygen saturation. Dizziness. Fatigue. Somehow they were all logically coordinated. And they held the key to beating Andromeda. At that moment, the emergency bell sounded, ringing in a high-pitched, urgent way as the bright-yellow light began to flash. He jumped up and left the room.
