Scrapyard Ship 4 Realms of Time
“Already soaked, it did little to stem the flow of blood. She leaned back against the large rock she’d been hiding behind to let her heart rate slow. She listened. Sweat dripped from her hair and into her eyes. She stood and peered around the smooth rock surface, back in the direction she’d come. Perhaps they’d found another prey to pursue. Lightheaded, she leaned her face into the rock, absorbing the coolness leftover from the night’s chill and thought back. At the start there had been four others. One had been a friend from childhood; the other three were fellow student dissidents. One by one, they’d succumbed to a violent end in this place Ricket called HAB 12. Two long weeks of running and hiding. The river of molten lava may have been the worst; Shakin lost his life there. But no, it was the relentless Serapins—they were definitely the worst. Pampel, Horsh, and, most recently, Stipp, were overcome and consumed by those ever-pursuing, remarkably hungry, giant blue Serapins.
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