#45784 - Squinting in that direction, the young pilot saw nothing but grey crating and black rock, but the rustling continued, like dry leaves on concrete. She giggled at its weight on her leg, and caressed what she figured to be its neck. The room was low and rather expansive, and seemed to have been cut out of rock.
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