I woke up and the rest of the morning went by in a blur. The Mercenaries did a thorough job overnight and the dig sight was now fully filled back in. Kathrine's tent was being taken back into the ship by her staff while she sat on a sunchair drinking a tea to soothe her throat , something she had taken up doing relatively recently.
It was another hour before all ships were ready to take off to the next set of coordinates. I did not see Mindy before we set off and I just assumed she was still asleep to a hangover. The next set of coordinates were 3000 miles away and by exiting and re-entering the atmosphere, we were there in no time.
Exiting the Thanatos, I was immediately glad I decided to wear my armour. Sand. It's coarse and rough and irritating and it gets everywhere. Fortunately My armour is pressurised so no desert dust will be getting inside.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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