“Private Ethan Pitch, please report to kitchen for reassignment.” The grating, sludge-y voice of S.H.E.R.R.Y.L. oozed through the intercom. Ethan was astounded how perfectly the voice synthesizer chosen for the ship’s clerical AI mimicked the
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