Thomas watched as the Synth tapped the recessed screen on the larger box. The long side split and slid back from both directions, revealing folded cots stacked in clean rows.
The Synths pulled them out and began setting them up. Each cot unfolded in stages — the frame first, then the surface expanding outward until what stood in the lounge looked less like emergency equipment and more like something from a private medical facility.
The angle of the surface could be adjusted from flat to elevated. A holographic screen emitter sat recessed into the frame at the volunteer's eye level, activating on contact.
Thomas crouched beside the nearest one and pressed the edge of the frame. The screen came alive immediately, showing a blank monitoring display — no data yet, just the clean interface waiting for someone to be in it.
Twelve cots total were packed for the airport. Eight for the volunteers and whoever they were bringing. Four for the staff.
