Wednesday, March 23, 2016

100 Words a Day 810

It was the second day of our trip through the void when the first passenger vanished. It wasn’t until we were eating the midday meal that we noticed.

“Has anyone seen Hernseg or Gor?”

There was silence and shaking heads.

After eating, I knocked on their cabin door. No one answered. I opened the door after a few knocks. It was empty, and their packs were stowed.

I ended my search of the ship on deck where one of the robed crewmen approached me.


“It is not unknown for passengers to become disoriented at night and go over the rail.”

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