[He didn't even look over his shoulder as he left, closing the door hard behind him. Forgoing appearances, he ran for the upper decks, the night wisp clutched tightly in his hand.
Eventually, he'd be stopped from jumping overboard, if barely; once more he'd find himself locked in a cell in Zero.]
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Eventually, he'd be stopped from jumping overboard, if barely; once more he'd find himself locked in a cell in Zero.]