Eden
Copyright© 2014 by Colin Barrett
Chapter 9
It was three nights after that meeting that Igwanda decided it was time to investigate something that had caught his attention. He waited until 0230 hours to begin moving; he had no wish to draw anyone else's notice.
Although the ship's clocks still kept to the solar rhythm—specifically, Greenwich Mean Time—some among its crew had already begun to disregard them and sleep or wake as they heuristically chose. Still, Igwanda knew from past explorations that for the most part the common areas were deserted in what the clocks said were the "wee, small hours of the morning." If he encountered anyone he was prepared to plead insomnia and return to his quarters. But he did not, and he passed along a sequence of seldom-used service passages to his destination.
Only a few minutes were needed to uncover the truth of what he had come to see. He grimaced in disgust. Then he sighed; equipment would be needed, and it would take some time. Since he hoped to return to his quarters as unobserved as he had come, some degree of haste would also be required.
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