I don’t think they’re far. “Hey, asshole,” says Pete. Anders’ frown was smug, his gaze judgmental. At first light, Jackie went off to find her day’s sustenance.
I just wiggle myself deeper into my bag and watch the pale light of morning grow in the high windows. Most of the bowl’s floor was solid, evidently the cryovolcano was all but dormant, but there was a wide crevasse down which the spiders toiled into darkness. “Next time, break his legs. “Better hurry,” Pera said.
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