Let's start right where we left off last week.
I blinked three times but
I couldn't see anything which didn't help. This new world was sure
dark. At the same time it was night time in my own universe too. I
had no idea where I was. I was siting on a metal chair which
apparently could spin.
"Hello," I
said.
"Oh, I'm sorry
captain, you fell asleep so I turned off the light," a robotic
voice said.
"That's all right,"
I answered. "Can you turn it back on slowly?"
The light went back on
first with a strange greenish glow, then it became slowly brighter as
my eyesight was getting used to it until it become totally white.
I was in my father's
cabin and I had been investigating the different members of the crew
to try to figure out who the extra pilot. The pictures were set on a
female, almost 2 meters tall. Damn she was probably super hard to
hide on board. Except that she didn't need to hide, she was onboard
as a part of the cleaning crew which we never saw because they
operated during the night and were mostly robots. Why on Earth would
an overly qualify pilot, one of the rare able to go on suicide
mission and come back alive be cleaning my ship with a bunch of
robot. This was highly suspicious.
I put her name on the
list. There were three other names. I checked them up. All of them
were overly tall and were walking around the ship for night time
duties probably because that was the time when nobody was around or
suspicious. And they were doing really petty jobs.
"Do we have more
people around over qualified for their job?" I asked the robotic
voice.
"Yes captain,"
the voice answered.
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