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army.”
    “I resigned , but what has this got to do with anything? I thought this was going to be a friendly chat, not the Inquisition.”
    “T here is no reason to get defensive. These are routine questions.”
    “Fine, but h ow many more do you have?”
    “Were you angry when you were discharged from the army?”
    She sighed. “I resigned. I was innocent of what I was charged with, but I am not going to talk about it. You can read all about it in my file probably. I was angry, yeah. Did I do anything stupid? No. I accepted what happened and moved on.”
    “Did you kill anyone during the last few weeks?”
    Marla blinked in surprise. “What?”
    “Did you have to kill anyone?” Arnold repeated, looking her in the eye.
    She held his gaze for a second, debating how best to answer. Images of the men by the lock wandered through her head. “No,” she said, deliberately and slowly, “the dead-lookers aren’t alive.”
    He smiled. “Is that how you refer to the infected?”
    “Yes. Is that meant to reveal something about my state of mind?”
    “P robably not, Marla. Please remember we are on your side. I should tell you that you’ll need to have a medical. We need to know how healthy everyone is and if they have any requirements.”
    She shrugged, weary of the questions.
    “ How did you find quarantine?” he asked.
    “ Nice. Good to sleep in peace and I relished the quiet. I read a lot.”
    “Have you been finding it easy to sleep, considering your experiences?”
    “Yes, surprisingly,” Marla answered. “ The rest has done me good, I reckon, although I’m itching to do something rather than sitting around reading. I’m thinking of asking to join the guard.”
    Arnold glanced up from his notepad. “Why would you want to do that, after everything that has happened to you of late? Wouldn’t you rather relax where it’s safe?”
    She grinned. “I’ll get ca bin fever in here and the army is the only thing I’ve known. I was also a good soldier, as you probably know from my ‘background check’.”
    “Yes, I did read it all,” he said with a smile. “I’m glad to hear you are sleeping well and not experiencing anxiety. Those are the things we would like you to inform us of, because then we can help. You referred to cabin fever jokingly, but we take it seriously here at Haven, as most people will not leave its confines.”
    Marla laughed. “ I’m still having the same old nightmares, but nothing else. I know the dead-lookers can’t get in the building, so I can handle the recurring dreams.”
    “Dreams?”
    “Yeah, about the dead-lookers – I thought that’s what you meant?”
    Arnold’s eyes widened. “You’ve experienced the dreams of the undead?”
    “Yes.”
    “Since when?”
    “ God, since ages ago. My sister had them from the beginning and me about three weeks after. Or three and a half or something, but that’s nothing unusual.”
    “Well, as a matter of fact it is,” said Arnold. “Only a very small percentage of the population has experienced them, and yet you say you and your sister do?”
    “Yes, we share t he same nightmare down to the very last detail, almost. I didn’t take it seriously until I had them myself.”
    “I see.” The therapist hesitated, looking lost for words for the first time. “Right… and they are continuing?”
    “Yep , every night,” Marla replied. “But they’re water off a duck’s back now.”
    Arnold fidgeted and closed his notepad. “I think that will do,” he stated. “You seem perfectly fine to me. I apologise if some of the questions seemed probing, but they were necessary, unfortunately. We can’t take any chances in a confined space such as this.” He stood up. “You are free to go, but if you experience any of the problems I mentioned, please don’t hesitate to tell us and then we can help you. Do you understand?”
    Marla rose and smiled, relieved to be able to leave the room. “Thanks, I’ll be sure to do that,”