He startles and looks up from where he's holding a pile of his clothes in his arms. "Alicia Ivy, what is it?"

"I have something to report, sir."

Nodding, Orion keeps walking toward his room with the clothes. "Does it have something to do with my clothes being tossed into a dark corner?"

I study the pile. It's hard to tell, with Orion's outfits all being rather similar in design, color, and texture, but it seems to be the same thing Wayta was wearing earlier. "Yes, in fact. We have a shape shifter on board."

Orion drops the clothes. "Wayta?"

"Wayta."

He reaches for his revolver. "We have to find her at once-" Orion hesitates, and then gives me a hard look. "Come forward, Alicia Ivy."

Frowning, I step toward him. "Yes, captain?"

Orion reaches for me, through my hologram. "Just making sure it's actually you."

"Shape shifters can only take the form of those who share their genetic makeup; fellow human life-forms."

"I know." His expression hardens. "But if anyone were to make exception to that rule, it would be Wayta."

"I already have her detained, sir."

Orion's eyes widen, and a moment later, we're outside Killa's room.

"Are you sure it's her?" Orion asks me before I open the door.

"I made certain."

But even as I say that, I sense somehow beyond my wires and transmitters, that something is still very, very wrong.

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