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After the attack on the Child of Heaven, their ambassador assured the UHW that it had been conducted as a legitimate military operation -- that every effort had been made to spare the civilians aboard the cruiser. Whatever evidence they provided was convincing enough to the Union of Human Worlds' officials, and now you know it wasn't entirely counterfeit. | After the attack on the Child of Heaven, their ambassador assured the UHW that it had been conducted as a legitimate military operation -- that every effort had been made to spare the civilians aboard the cruiser. Whatever evidence they provided was convincing enough to the Union of Human Worlds' officials, and now you know it wasn't entirely counterfeit. | ||
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"Captain ''[ | "Captain ''[Name]''?" | ||
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The elderly woman clutches the bars of her cell, her brown knuckles whitening. It takes you a moment to recognize her with her hair loose and disheveled, her uniform replaced with a steel-colored prisoner's jumpsuit. The housekeeper, responsible for overseeing the maids and cleaning drones. A woman who had been on the ship for many years before you first walked its decks. | The elderly woman clutches the bars of her cell, her brown knuckles whitening. It takes you a moment to recognize her with her hair loose and disheveled, her uniform replaced with a steel-colored prisoner's jumpsuit. The housekeeper, responsible for overseeing the maids and cleaning drones. A woman who had been on the ship for many years before you first walked its decks. | ||
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But something grabs your arms, something strong and inescapable that clinches and clutches. You struggle, thrash, but you can't break free. The darkness has you. | But something grabs your arms, something strong and inescapable that clinches and clutches. You struggle, thrash, but you can't break free. The darkness has you. | ||
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"''[ | "''[Name]''!" | ||
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A woman's voice. Her voice! But she's dead... You murdered her. You- | A woman's voice. Her voice! But she's dead... You murdered her. You- | ||
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"''[ | "''[Name]''!" | ||
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No, not her voice. It's... | No, not her voice. It's... |