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Picking the Bones

Marcus Tritum

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He tried to stand up, but a rush of light headedness sat him right back down. The headache throbbing between his temples threatened to burst his skull. His mouth felt parched and his tongue swollen.

Quincy grimaced, recognizing the signs even in his foggy state. Oxygen deprivation.

Slowly, he managed to crawl his way over to the comms system, which was thankfully still intact after the collision. He picked up the receiver and started transmitting on all frequencies.

"This is Lieutenant Commander Fabian," the words came out in shallow gasps, "to anyone out there, we are stranded and our life support is failing. Please..."

His eyes fluttered closed.
 

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