Deaths...his hand reflexively goes to his lower chest, where McBurn's knife had pierced his lung. Not the deathblow, but the one that had left him dying and near helpless. But no, that hadn't been real, just part of the elaborate simulation. He'd seen with his own eyes that his real body was still alive an unharmed.

"Fair enough...between that noise and this headache, I can scarcely focus on my own thoughts. There must be a terminal around here somewhere, unless one of these doors blocks access to a security office."