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Them

nonoNoNoNONO! This is not happening!

He punches the panel. Lights flicker on briefly before winking out again. With nothing to slow his momentum, the ship continues to fly along unguided.

The silence is eerie. Jonn especially misses the hum of the methane recirculation system.

Why couldn’t I have listened to Rix for once? It wouldn’t have killed me. Not listening to him might this time.

His other thoughts are derailed as the light from the binary star is suddenly blotted out. He looks up through his canopy and sees Them.

Closer to him than he ever wanted Them to be.

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