Lunar Escape - Part 2

If you’ve just joined in, start at the beginning here. With his duffle bag slung over his shoulder, Lucas entered the gangway to his ship. The Angler’s scent always struck him first—not that his ship smelled bad exactly; it was just that the air on Maximillian Station smelled exceptionally fresh, even in the docking bay. As he pondered why a commercial enterprise spent so much on air purification, his continued down the narrow passageway. With each step, his footfalls rang out on the metal flooring.

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