the smuggler’s bible


Nels lands the ship on an asteroid and heads down to investigate a clicking noise coming from the landing struts while Den unloads. He finds a glistening yellow-green sac glommed onto the metal and reaches out to prod it with one finger. The skin parts immediately and dumps a whole load of goop onto his glove.

“Oh shit,” he says.

“Everything OK out there?”

“When you’re done with the mining gear, get the, uh, biohazard stuff too.”

“UGH,” Den says. “Seriously?”

“Yeah.” Nels watches the goop start to hiss and steam on his suit fabric. “Maybe do that first actually.”