Pet Rocks

It’s been a week since the cargo ship was lost on my watch. A week with very little sleep and not much appetite. Now the bio scanner is picking up some sign of life out there in the wreckage, and it’s my duty to go see what it is. Maybe I’m not as alone out here as I thought. And maybe I don’t want to be.

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in Beacon 23

  • Visitor
  • Company
  • Bounty
  • Pet Rocks
  • Little Noises