In the dapur 'or mess hall' as it was called, three men sat around the table. The room was quiet. The only sound was the ticking of the clock. "It's too quiet.." Skipper muttered, his eyes cutting from left to right. Kowalski scoffed, leaning back on the wall, holding a glass of soda. "That's preposterous! You're just paraniod." Rico nodded, "Uh-huh!" Skipper nervously stood up and walked to the computer, hesitated, and then walked back to the table. "Skipper, relax. There's nothing going on and nothing bad in the future." Kowalski tisked. Skipper shot him a look that said, 'Oh, so now you...
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