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The Cell

Photo copyright Amy Reese
Photo copyright Amy Reese

A thin layer of ice lined the walls, I shivered as I studied my present situation. Being marooned in space was not my idea of fun. Leaving the porthole I started exploring the industrial looking corridors. Behind shuttered doors I found all sorts of bizarre exhibits. It was beginning to look as if this craft was a roving space museum. I had to hope that there was not a cell waiting for me.

Mr Bond it is nice to meet you at last, I am Zorran curator of this space craft, you are required to join the character section, please follow me. Escape is impossible.

Footnote.

This second story is a update on my post for last week.!

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