“Because we had a problem a while back with a guy who tried to do just that. Don’t worry though, everyone else thought he was a total nut-job and he ended up killing himself because he was afraid of what the rest of the world would do to him in punishment.” I probably should have stopped talking after the first sentence. I could practically see the difficult questions that my subsequent sentences had created, and I decided to nip this conversation in the bud. “Look, we’re on a ship strewn with bodies, maybe we could talk about this sometime else? I’m sorry I brought up the Hunters.”
He nodded his agreement, but he still looked like he was trying to scream.
We continued moving through the ship’s dark hallways, which was why it was a surprise to see light coming from a doorway. The room in
