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Chapter 3 by LittleBigDeath LittleBigDeath

Do you...

Try to get out through the roof

There is a small table that's been turned over in the crash, you think it may just be big enough to stand on and try to reach the hole.

You grab it and set it up. You see its not as tall as you thought, since one of the legs is missing. Not encouraging.

With a deep breath, you climb atop the table. You're still not quite tall enough to reach the hole. You stand on the very tip of the edge of the table...you almost lose your balance. Once you get it again, being careful not to slide backward, you see you can now touch the ceiling and grab the peeled layers of the ceiling.

You try to see if you can peel it back any further...and tip the table over in the process. No worries, you're still hanging on to the ceiling...oops, there goes the flimsy sheet of metal you were hanging onto, its now completely off the ceiling.

You lad on your ass, momentarily bringing the memory of searing pain throughout your body back to you...mostly because it is once again, at least in your butt. The good news, though, is that you can now fit through the hole.

You set the table up once more and, with a determined jump and push, exit the downed spacecraft...

What do you see?

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