Dead Weight
Nov 4th, 2021 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Eloise had been silent the whole trip back.
“If you’re still upset about what we revealed on Pan-Gu, all’s golden, alright?”
She stared at Armand blankly. The whole galley did. He pulled the craft into the space station miles above Jupiter. A station security officer greeted them.
“No one talking to me? Suit yourselves,” and Armand stepped down the gangway, past the security officer. “One of my crew will sign your documents.”
He stormed off.
The young officer leaned inside the craft. The stench made his eyes water. He saw five pairs of eyes staring around him, jaws hanging slack.
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