Clarissa Brevil stood at the observation window, her heart heavy as she watched the monitors displaying the male alien's extremely low vital signs. Approaching him cautiously, she spoke softly, her voice cutting through the sterile silence of the lab “Don't be afraid," Clarissa murmured, reaching out to touch his cool, trembling fingers “I'm going to get you out of here, and take you somewhere safe. I promise, I only want to help you."
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