And there was how two life signs could fit in a one-life-sign-sized pod. They were both children. One was unconscious and showing signs of early bruising. The other was cyanotic, bald, and visibly afraid.
Small wonder. The forensic emergency team was clad head to toe in iso-suits. Top market gear and even spaceworthy in a pinch. For short distances without micrometeors, of course. And since the kids both wore some kind of grubby, elongated singlet thing, they might well reason they were at the mercy of monsters.
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