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“Nurse Ch’droth, pass me the osteogenic stimulator,” said Doctor Harza-Kull, elbow deep in microsurgery. The patient, a Bekk named K’rat, stirred and began to mumble, “No, let me pass over to Sto’vo’kor.” “Not today, I’m afraid,” Hazra-Kull said, “The Empire still has need of your services. Nurse, pass me –“ Sick bay rocked with the force of an impact, and the lights went down. Harza-Kull let loose a string of curses in several languages in the darkness, before the emergency lights came up, eve…