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I was only supposed to catalog the leftover files before the demolition crew arrived. That’s what the agency told me when they stuck a badge on my shirt and handed me a flashlight that flickered if I breathed too hard. “Night clerk,” they called it. Fancy way of saying go wander the halls of a dead hospital by yourself. Most of the building was already stripped bare. The heat had been cut weeks ago, so every sound carried through the pipes like someone whispering into metal. I kept telling myself the place wasn’t haunted—it just had bad acoustics and worse lighting—but I kept my coat zipped up anyway. The folder wasn’t in the cabinet where it belonged. It had fallen behind it...

CHAPTER 1 Hector Martinez sighed to himself as he trudged across the slick wet platform, grumbling to himself as he dug through his worn coat pockets for his stash of cigarettes. The wrist watch on his drenched arm said it was a quarter past ten. Rain fell like bullets ripping through a machine gun barrel, lighting illuminated the blackened sky in cracks. “Damnit, I effing **** this,” He grumbled as he kept an eye out for anyone else on the platform. “Last thing I need is some nark telling that fat ******* that I am on break,” The man thought to himself as he stared out. “Where the **** did it all go wrong…” Tipping the box he fished out one final cigarette, its bright whit...

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The door to the Captain's ready room opened, allowing the sounds of the bridge to disturb the silence. Not the usual quiet hum of competence of the crew performing their duties and conversing. Instead a monotone chanting filled the air. Voices that had, until recently, never attempted to carry a tune were trying to hit the A5 note while "singing" about precious metals and failing dismally. Captain Iskel felt the feathers around their aural orifices lift in an involuntary reaction from the sounds as the Navigator slipped inside. "That's new" Iskel croaked out. "New and bad. So bad my implant can't handle the translation. What fresh **** is this, Sam?&...

Previous [Vol.](https://www.reddit.com/r/touhou/comments/1omlple/maghrebgensokyo_story_and_worldbuilding_ukometaro/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) credit: u/Kometaro and me

I miss him badly, but seeing the changes he makes is so heartwarming.

# PART II # 006: FUSE Venus never sleeps – a single day lasts two hundred and forty-three days on Earth. Acipeus has no windows, apart from the one by the airlock on the skywalk. We tune our schedule to Eastern Standard on Earth. The night feels endless. Everyone wakes at random intervals, coughing up more chunks of phlegm. The shuffle of bed sheets. The slow, heavy footsteps toward the toilets. At some point, I swear I heard Cormac throw up. I've given up on sleep. Half an hour here – maybe an hour there – before another fit drags me out of it. My throat burns. My head aches. But as I lie there, I start to wonder – Colt and Lowry aren't in their bunks. I thought they wo...

# “Last Normal Day” Asterion Gate hung over the gas giant like a broken halo. From the command spire’s glass, it was all geometry and light: the stabilizer ring glowing faint blue, convoy markers drifting in patient lines, the cold curl of the Orth–Halcyon corridor stretching out like a frozen river. Inside, it smelled like metal, stale coffee, and too many overtime shifts. “Traffic log, last six hours,” Commander Rhee said. The holo tank answered with stacked columns of red and amber. Freighters waiting in drift. Medical aid ships flagged priority but still held at the edge of the corridor. A handful of warships loitered outside, escorts for traders who could still afford g...

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Sue's towel clung damply to her skin as she padded into the bedroom. The air was warm, faintly perfumed with her lotion, and heavy with the kind of silence that made every small movement seem amplified. She reached for her clothes and perched on the edge of the bed—only to jolt upright as if an electric current had shot through her spine. She had felt something. Her fingers skimmed the curve of her backside, a quick brush over smooth skin, before she twisted in front of the mirror, contorting her body to catch a glimpse. Nothing. Not a blemish, not a wrinkle, not a trace. The reflection stared back at her: flawless, sculpted, the kind of perfection she had built her career upon. Sti...

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Hi again! So my friends and I are going on our first cruise from Brisbane-Airlie beach next week and we’re looking over the cruise documents and had a question regarding tipping .. With online checkin it’s asked us to add a card to be on file, which is standard in hotels too, but what we’re confused about is also being charged daily gratuity which seem to be in USD.. is this common on Australian cruises?