Thursday October 30, 2003
Book 4: The Blackness Between — Part III: Trouble in the Outjack


Chelle: (thinking) One minute it's a milk run, the next minute I'm out of my tank bagging body parts with the corpsman.Okay, looking for heads to bag. Big pieces attached to heads.
Chelle: (thinking) Good thing most of these guys were armored. It's not as bad as it could have been, I guess.
Chelle: (thinking) Uh-oh. Spoke too soon. That looks like a stray head right there.
Chelle: I think I found Lt. Commander Der Trihs! His head is still in one piece, too!
Chelle: That is sooo gross.
Corpsman: Just bag it, sister! There'll be time to stare later!