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Morg sprinted to the bridge wearing only a towel around his midsection. Before he rounded the last corner, he smelled the pungent odor of arcing electricity and heard a strange hissing noise. The blue-grey smoke billowing from the bridge area was thick and seemed to be intensifying. He couldn’t see a thing. If the Earthling was still in the area, he must be passed out from smoke inhalation and on his way to death by suffocation.
“Earthling. Earthling, can you hear me?”
Morg waited but heard nothing other than the continuous hissing. The sound reminded him of relief valves on Yandan invasion ships. It was one of the sounds associated with landing and stabilizing the ship so military cargo could unload.
The two filter gills on either side of his neck worked perfectly. Toxic fumes and s
