The space station is falling out of orbit and everyone's panicking, I watch the big screens flicker and falter. The software that runs the station is haunted - it has been making empty space suits attack people late at night, opening airlocks at inappropriate times, madness. I'm trying to install a new version of the software but all the terminals have been taken away, as I type on a keyboard a cleaner grabs it and runs off, 'Hey! Wait!' but it's too late. Finally I find a terminal and enter the codes, seconds until disaster, everything come back online, calm. People stare at me, 'It's okay,' I say, 'I've installed the English version, it's less enchanted.'
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