His internal monologue bled into her mind: "CDA6. Sixteenth run. The Company says it's a ghost ship. But ghosts don't send distress signals that learn."
Her shadow was gone.
The moment his fingers touched the slug, his own shadow detached from his body. It turned to face him. It smiled. yc-cda6
It said: "You will."
Kessler reached for it.
It was labeled: .