Simon had bargained with the Captain. 30 minutes, get to these damn coordinates and he would be free. She had promised this time. He felt a second wind, knowing he could pull this off, knowing he was so close to finally getting his freedom. He had earned it. However begrudgingly, however taxing and emotionally and physically draining it had been. He could decide if it was worth it later.
He could ignore whatever voices were trying to trick him again.
He was so close…
Simon glanced back to his maps, careful not to swing too wide one way or the other and loose precious time. He did a double take. Voices he could ignore. But there was a blue box taking up the back half of the sub. He squeezed his eyes shut facing forward again. He gritted his teeth. Ignore it. It’s not real. It’s just the oxygen depletion. It’ll go away.
Ignore it.
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