It was like the hell of her childhood home but infinitly worse, stretching on before her and promising only death. Delila shook, but grit her teeth defiantly. She had survived that world despite all that her family had taken from her. She would survive this, no matter the-<br/><br/>And then it was gone. Delila placed a hand to her forehead, woozie again. She made her way over to the captain, catching the last snippet of conversation.<br/><br/>"Oh, wonderful. Must we visit this one? I've already been groped by a smelly old man once already today..."