Status Updates From Dream Houses

"The recruiter blinks; when he frowns it looks like the scale in a hospital you're meant to judge pain levels by. He's about a six."

"Capella's voice is a bland, asexual synth that Kite-class ships get as their default, where it sounds like every person who ever mildly offended you sent through an equalizer."

A little confusing and I'm not interested enough to keep following.

i can feel the cannibalism in the air

"The control panel in the comm room is still smeared with blood as I reach across it for the cargo manifest, but I ignore the stains; they’re almost like having company."

what an unsetting yet lovely sentiment