Andrus found himself in a pit deeper than he’d ever been in before. He woke up groggy and in pain, lying on the ground, like he’d pased out from a heavy night of drinking. He hadn’t drank the night before. He’d been shackled to the bulkhead of The Vulpine the night before as he was brought through subspace for the second straight day. Leon and Arylav were with him on the ship. Wrench was there too, but he did nothing more than drain blood and fluid onto the deck, and bloat as the bacteria instead his corpse ate away at his guts and turned them into gasses.

Andrus didn’t see Wrench inside the pit with him, thank God. But he didn’t see Leon or Arylav either. It was too dark. He could hardly see anything. Still, he sensed he was deep underneath whatever terra was at...

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