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INTERLUDE I

Five steps forward. Wall. Turn. Five steps back. Wall.
Damned heat. Refrigeration unit my ass.
Five steps forward. Wall. Turn. Five steps back. Wall.
Hell hole. Sweat box.
At least it’s quiet.
At least there’s no talking.
At least there’re no damned lights.


At least there’s no screaming...


Turn. Five steps back.

Door! Blast furnace! Scalding! Damned burning bugs!
Door closed. Refrigeration unit? Ha!
Food must be here somewhere. Ah! Here it is.
Tastes like shit. Well…maybe not entirely – not as bad as Cardassia.
At least it’s food.
At least there’s no damned talking.
At least there’re no damned lights.

Hell hole. Sweat box.
Still tastes like shit.


At least there’s no screaming...


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