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... h eachother as we walked through the corridors of the cruiser.
The corridors of the Whistling Derrick were a metallic labyrinth. It was void of bright lights, cold and splattered with blood and scorched debris.
Water dripped steadily from busted pipes overhead, and ship’s occasional groan reminded us that it was still barely afloat.
Lady Phoenix and I moved through it like golden and black phantoms, pausing at every motionless body.
Each time we stopped checked th ...
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