Dead Suns

Ghost Ship

Wound licking...

Tucked away in a cramped cargo hold our fearless but reckless heroes reflect on the last hour's events as they lick their wounds received from their just due. Mumblings among some of the crew concerns the certainty of all of their deaths and doors keep getting opened haphazardly.


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