It was then that I decided it was necessary to go and investigate this
strange phenomenon, while at the same time deciding that it was not necessary
to wake any of the crew, as it would take too long, especially since I would
have to get dressed first. So I padded as quietly as possible down the corridor
to the cargo hold, put on my EVA suit, and after operating the airlock walked
down the ramp, did an about-face, and headed through the darkness toward the
beacon of light that was the alien ship. As I neared it, I angled toward the bow
while I subconsciously released the flap of my holster, lifted it, and rested
my hand on the butt of the Eagle that nestled within. Even through my thick
glove I found the physical contact comforting.
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