The Empire's Exploration Era: Fatima Fattash's Spiritualism

Fatima sat at her desk, checking on patients while carrying out her administrative duties as director of the Soul Department. However, it was obvious that her mind was elsewhere, because she kept refreshing a particular screen, and her mood fluctuated every time it failed to update.

Fatima realized that she was slowly sinking into a whirlpool of anxiety, so she closed all the holographic screens and leaned back in her chair to rest. However, less than a second later, someone knocked on the door.

"Doctor Clarence?" Fatima asked as she looked at the handsome doctor with chocolate-colored skin. She knew the man, because like Doctor Foster, he was also a deputy director of the Soul Department.

"Are you here to ask about my papers? They should all be published within three days," Fatima said. There was an unwritten rule that everyone else had to wait until the person who completed an entirely new surgery had chosen their research topics and published their papers before they could get their own chance to publish.

"I didn't come for that, but it's good to know," Doctor Clarence replied with a smile. "The director sent me to find you. There's a departmental meeting about your surgery."

"Here we go," Fatima sneered. She followed Clarence to the conference room, where many doctors and healers from her department had gathered.

Fatima and Clarence found seats in the front row and sat down. Doctor Foster, sitting across from them with only two seats between them, let out a snort the moment Fatima entered.

A few minutes later, Director Sharma entered the conference room, drawing everyone's attention. Everyone looked at him, wanting to know what this meeting was about.

"What, did you find the brain you lost?" Doctor Foster immediately roared.

"Doctor Foster, calm down."

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