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Nick was working as hard as he could. None of the power settings were right and everything on this ship was so screwed up that he had to reroute everything at least three times to get the power levels where they needed to be. Most of the time the attempt would just result in the whole system shutting down.
He said it was going to take twenty five minutes but he was going on forty minutes now.
The sounds of battle were echoing through the walls of the ship. He could imagine all the blood being spilled because of Mark‘s design flaws in the ship.
“Having some troubles?” a man asked him from behind and Nick almost turned around. “No, don’t turn around. Just answer the question,” he asked Nick and so he did.
“Yes, this stupid thing isn’t working and we’re all going to die,” Nick replied
