This is madness, he thought to himself as he climbed from the river bed into the sewage duct of the space station. The authorities had searched every inch of that riverbed hours earlier with no luck, although some were still patrolling the area, he knew the area better than anyone else, and made it past with relative ease. From the sewage duct, he crawled into the vents of the storage area, which was loading supplies for the space mission. Waiting for that perfect moment when one worker was alone, he quietly crept out of the air vents, cupped his mouth over the employee and stabbed him several times in the neck, and stuffed him inside the air vent after taking his uniform. Damn, I got blood all over this uniform, he thought as he tried to clean the blood off in the bathroom. But it was good enough, good enough to sneak himself into one of the storage crates being loaded aboard the spacecraft. He quietly made his way over to the containers, they were almost finished being loaded into the spacecraft, and most of the employees had left for the pub in celebration. He opened one of the crates, removed enough food for him to fit inside (he was a smaller fellow, and he stored the removed food containers under the loading machine) and shut the door.
The crate, which was loaded onto a conveyor belt, entered the spacecraft. FOOD! AT LAST! He thought as he gorged down on the premade space food. Now all that was left was to wait for the spacecraft to launch and enter orbit. He smoked some poherma and took a well deserved rest. In his dreams, he saw 3 men enter into a dark forest, evil beyond description.
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