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“When we get back to the office, I want six glasses of wine, and an entourage of people singing my praises,” Florian said as he walked into the airlock.
“Prepare for reentry in five minutes,” the pilot said.
Florian strapped himself in a chair and let out a refreshing “aaah…”
“Boss, your aunt wants a status,” Hux said.
“Get her on the phone,” Florian said.
Hux started to dial on a cellphone when something rocked the ship.
Florian’s eyes went to the window.
Macalestern lay ahead.
“What the hell was that?” he asked.
The ship shook again. Florian grabbed onto his seatbelt.
“Sir,” the pilot said, “it’s the—”
Darkness covered the window. Red eyes appeared, blinking rapidly.
“s**t,” Florian said.
A giant gaping mouth opened and swallowed the ship.
In the negative netherscape, F
