Seeking Help and Reminiscing

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Straining to remove the mutant creatures from their masks, J locked them back in their cages. J pondered the possibility of insufficient dosage of the medication and thought perhaps an old friend, M, in the Federation might have a solution. Conveniently, J had new specimens on hand that required M’s collaborative research. Setting off for the Green Grove Station nestled within the Forest of Vog, a privately operated outpost where civilians from around the world voluntarily ran operations using animal companions to transport goods. Despite its inefficiencies, most preferred it over the exorbitant postal fees of the Federation. Arriving at the front of the queue, after the cargo was loaded and some inquiries were made, J learned that this journey to the Federation would take a whole month, exceeding J‘s initial estimate. Holding the letter in hand, involuntarily, thoughts drifted to the man J had assisted at the border checkpoint before...