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Elena closed her eyes. “Yes,” she whispered. “Wake me when we get there.”

The ship shuddered. A deep, guttural roar echoed through the hull as the main engines fired, pushing the Odysseus out of the debris field and back toward the shipping lanes. surge 9 login

Elena slumped against the terminal. The drug’s effect was wearing off. She was herself again—mostly. But as she looked at her reflection in the dark glass, she saw a flicker. A shadow behind her eyes that wasn't hers. Elena closed her eyes

“Scanning,” the AI chirped, a perversion of calm. “Biological profile: Female, age 34, elevated cortisol. Name… uncertain. Prior command logs corrupted.” Elena closed her eyes. “Yes