Captain Glenn pulled at the lever and the door swept open. He stood there a moment, blinking, while he clenched and unclenched his fists before he finally stepped inside.
I followed Randolph into a well-lit, small but cozy dining area. A large wooden table with deep cracks stretching from one knot hole to the next took up most of the room. Six straight-backed chairs sat around it, a few of their legs slanting at such odd angles, it seemed kind of dangerous for anyone to actually sit in them. On the wall to the right, someone had stuck a poster of a well-endowed woman dressed in nothing but space-blown hair and a smirk. She carried a blue planet swirling with clouds in her palm against the backdrop of millions of glittering stars.
Randolph cleared his throat and ticked his gaze at me li
