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I fold my arms and look away. That’s her problem, not mine.

That’s not my problem.

That really isn’t my problem.

I don’t have to care about her.

Despite knowing that, I turn around and peek at her again. She isn’t moving. But given the distance between us, she could have moved slightly and I wouldn’t see it.

So...

I let out a breath, straighten, and head to the door of the spaceship. Maybe I can’t stand to the side and watch her to see if she’s dead.

At the door of the spaceship, I press the button for it to open. It moves slowly, but not slow enough to never open. It slowly swings down, revealing the dark parking lot and...

A cool breeze comes at me. Maybe this planet can get colder than I expected. I shiver and head back to my room, grabbing a jacket. She is going to be freezing out there.

Is she dead? What do I do if she is dead?

If the power is out, maybe the security cameras are down too, then... I’d be the only one found in the scene where she died. Those police are going to think that I murdered her because I was pissed about the delay.

I’ve never killed anyone in my life, and I think most beings are the same way. I’m not interested in killing someone either. I’m already good to get out of here, there’s no incentive for me to kill or hurt anyone.

But who knows what those beings will think?

Even if I make it out safely, it is going to cost me a lot of time and probably also my job, which I have to replace, and it’s going to suck.

I take a deep breath, trying to fight the load in my stomach.

I hope she isn’t dead, then it will save a ton of my trouble.

Chapter five

Chapter 5

Kendra

Igasp when the cold breeze seems to be coming out of nowhere. The parking lot is supposed to be enclosed with only...

Okay... I suppose the wind comes in from the ventilation system.

Wait...

I move my fingers to find something smooth under me.

Under me? I thought I was in the parking lot, balled up to the side, waiting for the power to come back so I could leave. Where am I?

I shiver some more when there’s heat coming from my forehead. Am I dead?

No way, I’m not dying soon, I don’t want to die.

It is all the four-arm guy’s fault. He is the reason I got stuck here. He fled to his spaceship like a big pussy and left me outside.

Not that I’d want to be on his stinky spaceship anyway. It smells like stupidity.

I can out-stay him if I want to. He is just there to annoy me.

I gasp when more warmth finds its way up to my hands. Where am I?

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