Deep in the forest where the mountains met the edge of the tree line, a lone ship was parked and well hidden in the darkness. Inside, three beings were moving about but one in particular was busy with a forth being that was now laying on a medical table and free of the stasis tank. The human man was now completly healed, his wounds were healed and his arm was now mended back together. The woman observing him was writing down and taking notes on his recovery. It was almost time to wake him up. She continued to write while fixing her glasses and prepared an injection. It was full of a fluid that would keep the human safe from infection and sickness since he was outdoors when he was found and in the chill of night. The needle was gently stuck into his skin and given the shot. The woman took some smelling salts and began to run them under his nose which got a responce. He was almost naked on the table except for a small medical sheet that covered his pride and he was kept warm. When he began to stir, he would hear a voice speaking to him.
"If you can hear me, wake to the sound of my voice".