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Location Unknown
Galactic date unknown
Nick blinked until his vision cleared. His nose and mouth were dry but the smell of toast and coffee invaded his senses. He found himself looking into the compassionate, yellow, almond-shaped eyes of Siren without her VR image projection field.
“Siren?” Nick said, his voice raspy. After clearing his throat, he asked, “Where are we?”
Nick moved his hands and realized he was lying on a bed. A soft bed. He was wearing a one-piece gray jumpsuit of some kind, but his face, hands, and feet were bare.
He lifted his head enough to look at his surroundings. A black wood-burning stove sat in one corner of the room, the red and yellow flames visible through the barred grate on the front. He detected a slight smell of wood smoke in the musty air.
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