Dec. 2nd, 2012

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It's been a long, sleepless 24-hours. 24-hours that have been made all the more stressful by being surrounded by strangers, and by requiring regular breaks for Tobias to demorph. Oh, and that little deadline thing looming over them.

They managed to find a map of the ship. A pretty good one. But in a way, that's as discouraging as anything else because the ship is huge. And they've only managed to search a fraction of it so far.

Tobias sways on his feet slightly, the exhaustion fighting with the adrenaline in his system. "I should demorph again," he mumbles, eyes trying to focus on the watch he only half-remembers grabbing off of a table somewhere.

Time. It's running out, and he knows it. Even if neither of them have said anything about it during the frantic scramble to find a door.

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