The Ghost Ship Naglfar“Hey people, are you still alive down there?”
It's Braden. It's a poor connection, but I think there's music in the background.
“Still here,” Jagr confirms.
“Whew, you had me worried there for a bit.”
Hearing Braden's voice from orbit means we're not alone.
I smile. “Are you good up there, Braden?”
“You know I'm not, Mr P. I'm a bad kitty.”
She sounds stressed. What is she doing? “Everyone else OK down there?”
“We're all fine,” Jagr confirms.
“Good for you. What the f**k is that thing that launched from the surface?”
“That is the ghost ship Naglfar,” I answer, “carrying an army of the dead to conquer the universe.”
“Yup, that's what I thought. Do you guys want a lift out of there?”
“f**k yeah,” I call. “Get your sweet ass planetside ASAP.”
“On my way, Mr
