The coffee was cold. Made two hours, 32 minutes, and 20 seconds ago.
The caffeine will remain potent for another 21 hours, 27 minutes, and 36 seconds.
Right hand, clad in black surgical gloves, gripped the mug, downing the tepid, oil-colored liquid before setting it behind her. Her eyes, much like her left hand, remained on task. The pipes above her, behind her, took quick breaths. The generator at her feet shuddered and gasped, galvanic mechanisms pumping electric currents. The glass flutes bubbled with clear liquid, flexible tubes pumping cooling fluid through the needles piercing the body underneath the sheet.
