Suzette looked around. She was lucky that they had picked her. Lucky that she was one of the few that would be safe, at least for a little while. At first she didn't believe her eyes. She was a medical student and even she had never heard of the petrifying disease. It had spread like wild fire. Before too long almost everyone had it. She couldn't believe how many died in the first few months. Her hopes of helping mankind were reduced to nothing more than sleeping. So, she would sleep.<br/><br/>She walked in, having already been prepared for what to expect. She saw all the pods laid out. She walked, in a daze, to the changing station, and then to the pod entry room again. She had said her goodbyes earlier, and she didn't feel bad for being picked. She had the same chance everyone else had. She looked at her wrist band. 17/100. She stepped into her pod, and closed her eyes. The door shut and she was injected with the sleeping drug. She slept a dreamless sleep.