Stars, rock, stars, rock, stars, rock… The now familiar nausea returned. Swallowing, Lucas opened his eyes and focused on his hands resting on the table in front of him. He wasn’t floating in space anymore. “Commander Ordaz, you need to answer my questions.”
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