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Instantly, the apes obey their leader- freeing your binds, and pushing you along. None dare question his decision.
What? Why?
Surely, this is another game. Any second, they will drag you back to the cross- back to torture you some more. This is just a way to get your hopes up. Suddenly wide awake with the cruel temptation of escape and relief- you walk along. You hear the Ruler of the apes speaking behind you, and try to turn your head back to see-
<span class="mu-b">”...I let soldiers go who came to kill me at the Stand, I surely can let a smuggler go.”</span>
“And the Celestial Blood, Lord?”
<span class="mu-b">”It's been confiscated. Give it to Maktana III, we need an expert on it immediately. If it was a weapon- we stole it by luck. This chance encounter could be exactly what we need for the final assault...”</span>
Within a moment, you are back at your ship. Your whole body shakes- partially from the emotions surging through your, as well as your exhaustion, which has neared the point of total madness and incapacitation. Your ship chirps at you- telling your cargo bay remains full, and you're ready to continue to make your latest delivery. It advises you to sleep, given your fluctuating vital signs, and will wake you the next time it needs a Hyperspace jump- many days from now.
You lay down on your comfortable cockpit's bed, folding your arms and closing your eyes. Almost instantly, you feel sleep take you. The images behind your eyelids began to dance and flow into recognizable shapes. The sense of relief floods your body as the last thoughts of this being all a trick go away- and finally, you go back to your real life.
>Quest continues tomorrow
