Prologue 0.03 - Cold, Stale Air
Prologue 0.03 – Cold, Stale Air
“Yoo hoo. Hey. Are you there? Hello?” Tachie’s interior voice sounded clearer than over the radio, but it was still over-modulated because of too much power being put through the processor and speakers.
Uencial opened his eyes to complete darkness. The cushions had deflated and he was no longer cocooned in place, but judging by the stiffness he was feeling, it had been several more hours since he…
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