“Lothar has informed me that we no longer have enough filtered oxygen to support our human crew.”
“What do you propose we do, Captain?”
Elway stroked his whisker carefully.
“Kill them. One by one. And do it quickly, so they don’t become suspicious.”
Inspired by
“I still don’t know why you need me in the air lock.”
“It’s like I told you. Something spilled, and we need you to clean it …
A prequel to How Not To Be in an Airlock
Published on May 14, 2007.
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