Chapter6
The stairwell, at minus eighty degrees Celsius, is like a giant, uncovered ice coffin.
I lay prone in the ventilation duct parallel to the stairs, like a predator lurking in the shadows, staring intently down at the group of parasites below who were savoring the hell I had experienced.
The human...
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