Rylan’s crew has finished their investigation of the Larian platforms. With dead platforms and an unresponsive storage device, they returned to the ship. While the initial tests proved fruitless, Rylan hoped that data might be recoverable. But with nothing gained from the examination of the platforms or the computers, Rylan guided the shuttle to the last place where they might discern the truth about the massive destruction, Laria’s Records Room. Will he discover the answers for the devastation? Or will the death of an entire coalition of planets remain a mystery?
When the shuttle touched down in front of the records building, Rylan opened the cockpit door, revealing Annabelle leaning against the wall. Rylan groaned, rapping his head against the doorframe with clenched eyes. “What do you want, Annabelle?”
“You’re not going alone,” Annabelle said as she glided over to him. “If you insist on keeping this trek small, then I’ll join you.”
“You’ll get in my way,” Rylan muttered shouldering past Annabelle. He tucked his helmet under an arm, adding, “I’m better off on my own. Besides, have you gotten anything from that storage assembly?”
“No,” Annabelle answered. “We don’t have the proper equipment to connect it to the shuttle.” She latched onto Rylan’s shoulder and yanked as she retorted, “And you’re aware of that. Argue all you want, but I’m joining you in this venture.”
He shook his head and scoffed. “You are an engineer, figure something out.” Rylan ripped himself from her grasp and stalked towards the craft’s ramp. “No, I’m going alone.”
Annabelle grumbled as she followed him, hands balled into fists.
Rylan tapped Darvan’s shoulder, saying, “Make sure that Annabelle stays on the shuttle.”
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