<div class="floatleft">(http://www.thesnipenews.com/wp-content/gallery/kat-dennings/kat-dennings-headshot.jpg)</div>Karina stood frozen in place. Her heart thumped in her chest, her anxiety and panic multiplied by his. She felt the room begin to spin around her, but she quickly fought off the feeling.<br/><br/><em>Oh god... Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me.</em>She chanted over and over in her mind. There was nothing like standing but a few feet away from the world's most deadliest assassin to really make your life flash before your eyes. It was the second time that had happened to her. First being the flood, of course.<br/><br/>The soldier stepped out of the chamber, his eyes darted around the room. Almost like he was looking for something. When he finally locked onto her, Karina felt like she was staring down an incarnation of the Angel of Death. She maintained eye contact with him, not wanting to break it for fear of... Well, she wasn't sure. A swift death? Slow painful death? Death was the only thing on her mind at the moment.<br/><br/>When he moved his hand up towards his face, Karina swore her heart stopped. Being around this man made her feel like she only had seconds left to live. She never remembered feeling like this when she worked on him around her co-workers. However, she believed it to be due to the fact that she was on her own right now. All the other times, she was around other medical personnel. And military like men who were his... The only term Karina heard was "handlers". But it made it sound like he was some kind of animal that needed to be trained.<br/><br/><em><strong>"Chto moye naznacheniye?"</strong></em>He asked her. Karina bit her lip, not knowing how to respond. This wasn't her job. She didn't know what to do in this situation. She very vaguely remembered something about "trigger words", but had no idea what they were. Or if they would even work.<br/><br/>When Karina didn't answer, she heard the beeping of his heart monitor begin to increase. It must have unnerved the man, because she could feel something building up inside him. He took a step away from her, his eyes still locked onto hers. Her lower lip began to tremble as she opened her mouth to speak.<br/><br/><strong>"Я не... Это ... не должно быть."</strong>Karina swallowed nervously after she spoke. She wanted to move; leave, even. But her feet wouldn't cooperate. Part of her wondered if playing dead would work. It worked for bears, right? If the rational part of her brain was a person, it would have laughed mockingly at her for that thought.<br/><br/><strong>"Я ... мне очень жаль."</strong>She whispered softly, feeling like she was going to collapse under the weight of the emotions she was feeling.<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Translations</div><div class="spoiler_body">Я не... Это ... не должно быть. - I don't... This...shouldn't be.<br/>Я ... мне очень жаль. - I... I'm sorry.</div></div>