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Allie rubbed her ears. She couldn’t quite believe what the alien had said, and she was even more confused that she understood his language. Her hand brushed up against the transceiver Drifter had put on her aboard the ship, and one question was answered. The eerie inquest, however, was still unresolved and very confusing.
A thought struck her, and she sighed. “You did have to fly through a mass of something soft and spooky to get onto the planet…”
“There aren’t any ghosts,” Drifter informed the spooked gentleman.
Talka glared at him. “Mr. Drifter, I respect your word, but I know what I’m talking about. This place is haunted and has been since we reopened shaft three.”
Drifter arched an eyebrow. “Why was it closed?”
Talka shrugged. “No idea. The records were burned up when
