Message to the BMM

[Zapp]

It was dark. That much was for sure. He didn't recall what had happened, but last thing he knew he had been on the BMM Mining ship Morely. He heard shallow breathing all around him, the breathing of the unconscious.

Blinding light poured through a rectangle as shadows moved quickly into the dark space, cumbersome objects that a distant part of his mind labeled 'guns' in their hands. He was hoisted to his feet by two, and noticed similar happenings going on around him. An aged man walked into the room as the lights came on, revealing men in green uniforms with shocking red hair and hard faces. The old man regarded them with a stern look, then patted a somewhat younger girl on the shoulder.

"Ye done good, Katie me girl," he said with a lyrical accent. "Aye, these will make fine."

They left, and the men in green uniforms hauled them to what appeared to be a cell block. They were dumped unceremoniously, one per cell.

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Comm ID: ********78
Name: Jacob O'Malley
Location: Arranmore
Target: BMM

We got ten o' yer employees that we lifted off one of your miners! We're demandin' ten million credits fer their safe release, or some accidents may start happenin', am I clear? I know you lot don't like dealing with terrorists like this, but custom dictate I make this demand regardless. You don't have much time to think about this, y'hear?



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