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12 Janine sighed and pushed away from the desk, blinking fatigue from her eyes. She'd been at it for hours, searching through the partially-recovered archives to discover why the Nartressa Research Station had been abruptly shut down. Had they not removed the last two years of archives, Janine might have discovered the reason for the station's abandonment. Clearly they hadn't anticipated someone trying to reconstruct the archives. She retreated to the rest station behind the control room. A bunk, shower, and toilet occupied a small room down a short corridor from a functional refectory. Janine wasn't surprised that all the equipment worked, reasoning that forty-four years of disuse wasn't likely to damage equipment designed to withstand an equal amount of misuse. The bunk looked invit