I yanked my Mark II blaster out of its holster, rotated the container’s handles and threw open the lid against my instructions.
I climbed up on the bay’s support structure to look inside.
My mind raced to process the images. A young woman stood naked at the middle of the container, save for a long mane of bright red hair. She covered herself and fell silent. I looked around the container and saw eight medical beds angled up against the two side walls.
My skin crawled at the sight of other unclothed beings. Various ages and genders were represented through each bed’s lid. I assumed they were alive, but it could have gone either way.
Whatever this was, I wasn’t going to like it.
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