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+
+I said I'd kill him for her.
+
+I was stuck with her then. My cruise ship had already left for its
+next stop, and the next one wouldn't be around for  months.  Even
+if I had any second thoughts, there wasn't anywhere for me to run.
+Outer space is just a series of relay points. Once you're at one,
+you're trapped there. It's like being on a train. She said that to
+me once. She said we were in this together now. There was no
+getting off. Straight down the line. To infinity and beyond.
+
+After we finished fleshing out our plan, she cut off our meetings.
+She said it wasn't smart for us to be seen together. She told me it
+was only temporary. It still hurt like hell.
+
+All that was left for me was to roam Europa's resort alone, sipping
+rye and striking up the odd conversation with the locals.
+
+I kept replaying the plan over and over in my head. It seemed
+flawless. Sometimes that's how things seem right before disaster.
+
+I would board the ship they were taking to IO as a passenger. Only
+in the lower decks, of course. I couldn't afford anything else.
+
+On the second night of the return journey, right before his
+spacewalk scheduled for the time the sun would be inching its way
+around the colossal mass of Jupiter, she would secretly let me into
+the upper decks. She said she was able to take care of the usual
+security protocols. I trusted her on that front. That was
+computer-stuff, she was a computer.
+
+I would then sneak into his room and kill him while he slept.
+
+We never really got into the details of how I'd kill him. I went
+through a million different ways in my own head. I never wanted to
+say them out loud and she didn't ask. Maybe she thought I'd done
+this before. I might have let on a few times that I was a tough guy
+with a shady past.
+
+Truth was, I'd never done anything like that. I'd lived a boring
+life. Judy was the most exciting thing that ever happened to me.
+
+Anyway, after I'd, you know, killed him, we would stuff his body
+into his space suit and throw him out an airlock at his usual time.
+She said she could hack his suit to show an oxygen depletion error
+5 minutes after that, as well as simulate some vital signs until
+then.
+
+It was the clones job to maintain and prepare the suit for him.
+That's where he came into it. She couldn't get him to kill for her,
+but she could get him to lie for her.
+
+He would take the fall and say he messed up the settings. She would
+get the massive payout and she'd take me somewhere pretty with it.
+She promised me it would all work out just like she said.  All we
+had to do was stick together.
+
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+#!/bin/sh
+
+printenv
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+0Cilix - 06-Straight Down The Line	/Cilix/06_straight_down_the_line.txt
 0SS Beagle - Second_Entry	/SS Beagle/Second_Entry.txt
 0malu - 4531-09-08-04-37 The real thing	/malu/malu453109080437.txt
 0SS Beagle - First_Entry_Coronite_Run	/SS Beagle/First_Entry.txt