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Morg was awakened by the transport’s Roboland system. Several hours of sleep had restored a bit of energy to his body and clarity to his mind. Echoing throughout the ship, Morg heard the Roboland system giving instructions for docking at the medical depot. He needed to get to the bridge and make sure the transport landed without a hitch. He swung his legs over the side of the cot and prepared to stand. Before making what was now a huge effort, he remembered the Trikian. He looked over his shoulder to check on the sickest being aboard the transport.
Morg had seen enough corpses to know the Trikian was dead. There was nothing he could do for the alien other than cover his face with a thermal blanket.
He struggled to his feet and trudged toward the bridge. What normally took two to thre
