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I sat on the rocky purplish outcropping, shivering and staring up at the dual moon in the greenish sky and gapped. Two minutes ago, I had been scrolling online and had for fun answered "All" to one of those "which would you rather be " questions. The options had been....
I will start off by saying that I lived in my head A LOT as a kid. It was ridiculous. I also had zero friends and was dealing with other issues and feelings that I did not really have anyone to talk with about. Dad was there but he had bigger fish to fry, and I knew that, so I didn’t want to trouble him.
Space Heist Surprise
I stood staring into the maw that was to be our heisted cargo, the phantom touches of my receiving crew's bodies that had been hung along my ship's hall akin to bovine carcasses in a meat locker spread over my skin like ants running over me.