"Officer 13535 reporting for duty," he found himself saying, his voice no longer his own.
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The download was finished, but the installation had just begun. "Officer 13535 reporting for duty," he found himself
"Almost there," Kael whispered, his fingers hovering over the decrypted keypad. "Almost there," Kael whispered, his fingers hovering over
Outside Kael’s window, the stars began to blink out one by one. The "rar" archive wasn't compressing data; it was compressing space-time, pulling the Vanguard —and whatever had followed it into the black—straight to his coordinates.
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