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Both Sandra and Tomas strode along the hanger balcony, keeping pace with each other. Sandra stepped lively, her red heels clicking along the white tiled floors, echoing across the silent hallway. Tomas stared thoughtfully out the windows that made up the right wall of the corridor. Out there, he thought sadly, behind that window, was probably the last time he would be able to see his friends, his family, and the girl he loved. He looked at Sandra. She was beautiful, her long brown hair tied up in a ponytail, whipping from side to side. Her navy blue skirt went down to her knees, smooth as one could imagine. Turning back to the long window, he studied every ship, looking for the perfect one to act as his inevitable coffin. He watching others work on their prized possessions, from tuning the motor to shining. He smiled for a moment at the hugs of sorrow between a twenty three year old boy and his grandpa, who whimpered softly. Then, abruptly, the window ended, and they were walking down a staircase.

I'll do some more later.