Things remained quiet for the rest of that evening. Skipper had returned to his usual position in his bunk, although he had thêm thought in his expression as opposed to the blank, indescribable one from before.
After a good night’s sleep, Kowalski awoke to a shuffling sound from below about an giờ before the alarm. When he rubbed his eyes and looked over the side of his bunk, his mind snapped into full awareness at what he saw.
Skipper had managed to grab his wheelchair from tiếp theo to his bunk and sit it parallel to it. After locking the wheel closest to him, he reached across the wheelchair...
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