Rooms Left In a Hurry
He walked deeper into the ship, pushing through cold, stale air.
In the first suite he entered, Carter froze.
A mug on the table.
A book lying open on the floor.
A bed half-made.
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As if the people had left minutes ago—
not twenty years.
But they had left… and they’d left fast.
Other cabins showed the same eerie pattern:
abandoned meals, clothing mid-fold, drawers left open.
It was like everyone had vanished mid-breath.
Carter’s skin crawled.
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Then he entered the next room—
and his blood turned to ice.
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