She’s half asleep when a strange scent brings her suddenly wide-awake. She’s
been breathing it for who knows how long, maybe only seconds, maybe minutes, 
before she realized how starkly the odor clashed with every other scent in the 
air. Instinct shouts at her so loudly she jerks, thrusts herself up, lunges 
across the mattress for the Kang, but the gun flies from her grip even as her 
fingers close around it.