The Spread Part 1
Rose didn’t know how long she’d been in the crate. Her back ached; the cool metal of her container offering no comfort. Why should it? It’s not like it was made to ship people like this. The air was stuffy, and the air purification strips stuck to her neck were slightly whirring with the strain. It was all worth it though. Worth it to be off of that terrible rimworld. It was the kind of place you didn’t stay unless you couldn’t afford to leave. Rose had always dreamed of leaving. Of seeing the stars and discovering new things, and she couldn’t do any of that from that damned rock. That’s why she took the risk when a supply cruiser had landed in her town. Why she slipped in the crate when no one was …