Touchstone 1 - Stray

scans, which is a huge problem. It’s too much to hope that that’s the only one. It’s far more likely that there’s a more developed originator, and that we’re looking at a minor or even major plague of the things. And that could get extremely nasty. Stickies don’t kill you quickly, but they’re fatal left unchecked, even if the host doesn’t have a psychotic break. And if we can’t detect them, we can’t even tell how far they’ve spread.”
    “What happen now?”
    “We stay in lockdown. They’ll start with the kitchens and try every kind of scan available to see if they can detect any Ionoth. If that fails, they’ll randomly treat some unlucky volunteers with unpleasantly painful sonics and see if anything falls out. And if it does–” She wrinkled her nose. “More attempts to find some way to detect them. And if they don’t, a very high chance they’ll treat everyone in KOTIS with sonics, and issue a general health alert so civilians have the option of being treated, which most of them won’t because it’s unpleasant. And then people will start to sicken and die and the majority will get treated but a few won’t and there’ll be an endless cycle of infection and outbreak hotspots.”
    I stared at her. I think she meant it.
    “Lohn was right,” Jeh said, placidly.
    Ketzaren lifted her eyebrows and said: “Only rarely. What this time?”
    “He said Caszandra is lucky. Which she is, to have survived Muina. To have been rescued. To have put Ruuel in the right place to find that Pillar. And now for meeting a cat which eats stickies.” She smiled at me, but then added: “Not that you should ever go petting any other Ionoth which come walking up to you. That truly was–”
    “Dumb.” I sighed. I can tell I’m never going to live that down.
    We stayed in the waiting room for three hours. Ketzaren and Jeh told me about the last major stickie outbreak, which happened nearly fifty Tare-years ago, and then a few stories about stupid things they’d done early in their training. Jeh had been really good at falling off things whenever she went into the Ena and Ketzaren had once walked through the gate next to the one everyone else went through.
    When they finally figured out a way to scan for the new type of stickie, we had to report to be scanned and I was really glad to learn there was no octopus-silverfish living in my chest. But they’ve found something like five hundred infected people so far, and have extended the scans to the rest of the island and they’ll be part of ‘elevator security’ on all of Tare in the future.
    But they haven’t found the cat yet. And I’m glad.
    Saturday, February 23
    Bring out the whips
    Mara took my training seriously today. Dodging right after breakfast (ow), and then we went jogging slowly around a running track which had an obstacle course in the middle which a bunch of kids were scrambling their way through in a terrifically professional kind of way. Setari of the future.
    The whole squad met up for lunch, and talked about the progress of the stickie cleansing. KOTIS have found what they think was the original infection point – a food supply place out in the city – and the number of cases has risen to thousands. KOTIS only had a secondary infection hub. I’d already seen some of this on the news, but the real numbers involved aren’t publicly announced, and all of First Squad were looking relieved and worried both. From their point of view this is just another sign of the increasing strength of the Ionoth, in numbers or in ability, and no-one understands what’s changed which has made the problem increase so much these past few years.
    I feel more a part of the team rather than a guest now, settling in to that caddie-type role I was thinking of earlier. But my assignment to First Squad isn’t going to last, which sucks. I’ve got testing with Seventh Squad tomorrow. Their Captain was the one pretending to be nice to Zan at the pool, the one who called me ‘it’, so I’m not looking forward to having anything to do with them. I’m really not sure what I’ll do working with squads who have people I’m not comfortable with or who make me feel bad. Especially if we go out on rotation in the Ena. What I said to Lohn and Mara is close to how I feel: going out there is scary, but I’m not panicked by it because I trust First Squad. I wonder if I’ll ever be given any choice about who I work with?
    After lunch, all First Squad did