The Golden Scar
Act I The pressure in the habitat holds at twelve atmospheres, a constant hum that vibrates in the teeth of every diver who works the lower decks. I am Vimala Fernandes, a maintenance diver for the Arcology Council, and I have a mortgage on my berth that eats my wages before I can buy enough rations to keep my mother alive. The Golden Scar, a fissure in the bedrock of Sector Four, glows with a...
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