Steep rock frames the distant form as your feet break through the rusted remains of what came before. Metal splinters and dances in the breeze as the dust sweeps it away. Figures grow closer as you journey, their masks reflecting the display of carnage as it whips through the air. Home is in sight. UBWU
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Dear Passenger, please enjoy your time aboard. UBWU
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5 days and 17 hours remain…
Eek, even less now!