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Chapter 64

作者: Eric Parsley
last update publish date: 2026-05-17 19:58:24

The corridor felt narrower than it should have, as if the ship had learned claustrophobia from the people inside it.

Emergency lights pulsed in a slow rhythm—red, then dim, then red again—casting the dead crewman’s face into alternating masks: accusation, then pity, then something blank enough to be mercy. Elara forced herself not to look back. If she did, she knew she’d start counting. If she started counting, she’d start imagining families, names, last phone calls, the small ordinary lives th
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