Chapter 11

So basically…after the third day?

You’re fucked.

When did Jareth first tell me he was

sick? When did his first symptoms start?

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Log Entry 05.10.3021, 04:25

hours

I don’t sleep alone

anymore.

I can’t keep Rion from crawling into

my bunk after the others have gone to bed, and to be honest, I

don’t really wantto stop him. I love the way he holds me,

making me feel safe and warm and loved. The way he rests his chin

on the top of my head and wraps his legs around my thighs, his arms

around my shoulders, hugging me like a drowning man, clinging to me

to keep him afloat. In his embrace I can believe everything’s all

right.

He always wakes before the others and

leaves me to return to his own bunk, so when Paol and Ansel get up,

we both rise alone. I can’t wait until we leave this infected

planet and don’t have to hide anything anymore. I’ve been thinking

about space ports near here, places we can hang out at for a little