Sam Boone’s Dry Run

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Sam’s problems began as he was heading toward Bingnagia, a planet where, his agent Ahbbbb had said, with surprising faith in him, there was a simple problem that he could solve in a matter of moments—a trivial matter that required only the simple laying on of Sam Boone’s very human hands, to put it simply. So convinced was she of his ability to bring the matter to a close that she had booked passage for him on a Blattskitt liner that was to depart just a week after his arrival on Bingnagia. “Shouldn’t take you more than a few days to clean everything up,” she’d said with confidence.

She’d gotten a cabin on a Glimmora freighter for him. “These are first-class accommodations,” she’d hummed reassuringly, as her tendrils beat a rhythmic tattoo on the inflated bladder at her throat. “You will not be disappointed. They are so excited about transporting a human that they’ve added a wide selection of Earth delicacies.”

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