The Crone

Four scavengers crept down the hallway of the abandoned spaceship. It was dark on board, only one large flashlight was held by one searcher to illuminate their path. The silvery metal walls encircled them like a tunnel while the light source reflected off the shiny handrails on either side of the group. The silence was nearly deafening, interrupted only by the softest of breaths and footfalls. 

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