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have to worry about any embarrassing acrobatics
while bathing.) There are also boxes full of various amenities that will make
your life easier - much easier than floating through the void alone, with
nothing between you and freezing death but your infantryman space suit.
Furthermore, if you have been lugging around the Navigation Computer then you may discard it now, as it is easy to download its information into the Narrenschiff’s computer systems.
    The only possible problem with the supplies is the
amount of food on board. There seems to be quite a bit, but it is still not
enough to make you feel comfortable. Make a note that there are 30 Foods on the ship. During your journey you will have to keep track of all the Food
eaten by you and your companions.
    Suddenly, exhaustion overwhelms you. Drained by your
struggle, you find a thick blanket and curl up in a corner of the room. The
corner is warm and the blanket is soft and comforting. So different from
everything else you remember. You fade into black.
    Turn to section 338 .
     

35
    With bile in your heart you realize there’s no
turning back. You manipulate the grappling rope’s harness on your belt and
lower yourself near the spinning drills that cluster about the mouth of one of
the behemoths. You hear the ricochet of bullets dangerously near you as the
guard fires on the other. With one hand ready to raise yourself on the rope,
you heft your weapon with the other. The terrible maw of the deconstructor
looms before you, death spinning all around.
    You must now compute an abstract number that
signifies the strength of your attack. This number is the total of your Strength and Dexterity and Ground Combat (or 1 G Combat) . If you are
skilled in Weapon Proficiency: Hand-to-Hand , and it is with the type of
weapon you are using, add 2 to your total.
    If the result is 8 or more, turn to section 468 .
    If the result is between 7 and 5, turn to section 27 .
    If the result is 4 or less, turn to section 51 .
     

36
    Cold and darkness are your allies. For days the
twinkling stars laugh at you, for you are trapped inside your will to survive. Come
and join us , they say. Transcend your bestial flesh. Shine forever with
us ...
    The torture goes on and on, unbearable. You realize
that time itself is the definition of torture. Death is escape. “Death is
escape!” you shout, half-asleep. When no one tells you that you are wrong, your
hand lingers on the latch to your helm, ready to pull it off and end the
boredom.
    You slip into insanity. Then you realize that only
the insane have what it takes to cling to something as painful as life. You
smile a death’s-head grin. “If there is no God,” you cackle, “then God is
Nothingness! Send your worst, cold demons of the void! It’ll take more than
torture and less than nothingness to end me!”
    You survive for a few more days, but it takes its
toll on you. You temporarily lose 1 from your Will stat. However, if
your Will has already dropped to zero, then you lose 2 Blood instead.
    The slow, grinding battle for survival in the void
continues.
    If you have a Framed Photo of a group of laborers,
turn to section 303 .
    If you do not have this distracting item, turn to
section 92 .
     

37
    “No you didn’t,” says the Commander. “I see them
right there.”
    Even more confused, you say, “ Whuh ...
where?”
    “Down there,” he says nonchalantly - then slams his
fist into your gut.
    It feels as if a grenade has gone off inside of your
suit and you double over and fall to your knees. As you hack and slobber on the
ground, the Commander says, “See them down on the floor there?”
    The psychotics laugh at you.
    Once you catch your breath, you scream out, “All I
want to do is kill aliens, sir!”
    “You don’t want to chase paperwork?” says the
Commander, looking down at you. “Are they not a comfort to your kind? Boxing up
reality until reality goes away, and then the last thing you are allowed to
file... is your own