He had no memory of getting back to the airlock.
He had no memory of the rest of the crew taking his suit off and rushing him to the stations sickbay.
He tried to sit up but felt all week limp and lifeless.
But after the third or fourth attempt he managed to raise himself up slightly which made his head which made his head buzz.
He felt an unfamiliar movement on his chest as he did so which made him look down.
He stared down over and unfamiliar that was not.
He stared at the two soft mound of flesh sitting on his chest in wonderment before reaching up to grasp them.
He was so wrapped up in what he was doing which was helping to relieve some of the stress and panic he was feeling he did not notice the the stations med technician enter.
Who just watched him for a few minutes before saying you have plenty of time play with them Jonathan as she went on to explain to him.
His body was too badly damaged by the oxygen deprivation and they had to do an emergency consciousness transfer and this was the only cloned body that was available.
So he was now trapped like this for at least a year or how ever long it took his mind to get over the shock of it.
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