"I don't know what to say. We have been isolated for 3 days now, and it appears that we were able to contain the virus in the isolated areas."
No one cheered, no one was happy.
"As painful as it is, we may be able to assume we're clear of the virus. If that is so, we have other problems we have to discuss. We have to keep this station operating as long as possible and..., we also have to deal with our shipmates."
The Oasis crew sat in silence for a long time. Each of them was thinking of the crew members that were lost, as well as their friends and families on Earth.
"We also have to open up the quarantined area to get to our long-term storage and some of our key systems."
A few of the crewmembers nodded their heads in reluctant agreement, but the room remained quiet.
Tom decided that he needed to help his wife out and spoke up, "I've been thinking about what options we have. I know this isn't pleasant, but we must dispose of the remains in a safe way for us. We can open up the quarantined area and wrap each of them in a shroud. Then we can carry them through the airlocks and as the station rotates, we can release them, one at a time. If we release them at the right point in the rotation, their orbit will decay quickly, and their remains will be incinerated upon re-entry. I think it is a fitting way to bury astronauts."
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