"Part of me thinks we did, have the funding and that they chose to put it elsewhere. So long as we had the bare minimum to function, in their eyes." It's also the reason they slept for the duration of their journey. To save on resources. "We hauled crude oil, mostly. You think they'd treat the people lugging around their source of power with a little more decency."

Exactly the opposite. Once The Company discovered the existence of extraterrestrial life, her and her crew's lives became secondary. Less like lives and more akin to excess material, to be used or done away with if deemed necessary.

Now, no one can have the damn thing. It floats like over-fried grits in space.

She hums. The train car shutters as it takes its turn. "Must be creepy, walking around while the majority of the ship goes under."