....Sachs stared nervously at the monitor; his eyes complained about the poor lighting and badly prescribed glasses. His heart thudded steadily, echoing the nervousness circulating through the rest of his sleep depraved system. He listened to it's constant rhythm, willing it, " have faith! ". -- the faith in his science and years of lab-tested labour. -- and just as he slipped into the calming silence of his fatigue induced sleep... -- beep. beep. beep... clone successful... generating image. -- The patient will survive.