 If Karen remains in her current state long-term, what would most likely happen?
CAPTAIN CHAOS By D. ALLEN MORRISSEY Science equipped David Corbin with borrowed time; sent him winging out in a state of suspension to future centuries ... to a dark blue world whose only defense was to seal tight the prying minds of foolish interlopers. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories November 1952. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] The mesh-covered hole and the two lights looked like a caricature of a face, set in a panel of dials. How do you describe being weightless when you are born into a world bound by gravity. There was no sensation of place, no feeling of up or down, no direction. That I was floating in a room that had a curved wall ... that nothing was right in this hostile room? a door to my left that appeared to be air tight. I floated against the door, twisting the handle in fear that it wouldn't turn. Behind me I could see the opened door I had left, and the thought of that questioning voice made me want to move. I will always remember the scream of terror, the paralyzing fright of what I saw through the portholes in the wall of the room. After the first shock of looking out, I accepted the fact that I was in a space ship, yet I couldn't read the maps that were fastened to a table, nor understand the function or design of the compact machinery. Now it must tell me why I didn't. It was the only thing I saw that could help me, guard me against another shock like seeing outside of the clear portholes. He was as still as death, motionless without warmth or breath as I hovered over him. The eyelid remained open until I closed it and went on. Revive the others ... instructions without knowledge were useless to me. Everything lay in readiness, fastened down star charts, instruments, glittering equipment. It waited for human hands to make it operate. This room was filled with equipment that formed a room out of the bordered area I stood in. I sat in the deep chair facing the panel of dials and instruments, in easy reach. The ports on the side were shielded and I stared out at static energy, hung motionless in a world of searing light. There was no distortion, no movement outside and I glanced back at the dials. What speeds and perhaps, what distance? They stood for anything I might guess, and something kept pricking my mind, telling me I had no time to guess.
 She probably wouldn't be able to create, transform, or assess compounds very well.
 She probably wouldn't be able to create, transform, or assess compounds very well.  She probably would avoid any advances from David or the others because she's less trusting of any of them.  She'd probably end up learning how to do someone else's job instead so she can help the crew out in some way.  She'd probably try to exit the ship at the first planet they land on so she doesn't deplete the ship's resources more than needed.