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What… am I, without a witness?
The amber lights pulsed faster.
Her EVA suit was old, patched with memory-polymer tape in three places. But it held. She stepped out onto the surface of XV-827, and the silence was absolute. No wind. No seismic tremble. Just the faint, subsonic groan of a world freezing to death. xv-827
Somewhere in the Nyx system, the Interstellar Mineral Survey updated their charts. XV-827: Destroyed. Cause: reactor overload. No survivors. What… am I, without a witness
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