” I started to explain that we had gotten drunk and fallen asleep and the room was dark so I got in the wrong bed and so forth, Seth stopped me. “...hat we did or did not do last night is none of your business, Ben.” Seth sounded serious. “I invited Mark to spend the night because his room was busy and you were out. Beyond that neither of us owes you an explanation for anything.” With that Seth got out of bed, grabbed me by the arm and hauled me into the lounge where we donned our jockeys. Ben. An infinite number of snowflakes, not falling, but twinkling in and out of existence, making you wonder if you were really seeing it or not. I thought sometimes that we were in a snow globe of our very own."Still on schedule," she smiled, holding up a magazine. "Seen this one?"The command deck was reasonably roomy, with a big curving flight control console beneath an equally curved window that covered a full 180 degree view, looking forward from side to side. The habitational section of the. " It's okay. I'd rather be awake than be asleep and not help." No, I mean, I'm sorry about everything. I've been so shitty to you. I always call you names and... and I insult you all the time, call you stupid." I wrapped my arms around the blanket over my knees and looked at Riley's silhouette."Well, I do have two D's at the moment." I said, trying to make her feel a little better."Yeah, because we make you do everything. We fuck everything up for you. You're not stupid, Max... you've never. Stepping into the room, Johnson saw the young man sitting at a table. Observing him for a moment, Johnson saw the man twitching nervously. There was a cup of coffee in front of him, but as the man tried to sip it, his hands trembled, spilling the hot liquid."Good morning, I'm Lieutenant Johnson, I'd like to ask you a few questions, if that's okay with you." Oh, ah... sure." I understand you had a unique experience this morning."Nodding, the man spoke, "It was horrible, I saw this strange.