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The hanging cargo frame under the old broker split along one black-gold seam and peeled downward into the folded depth below. Neral caught the edge with both hands on instinct, one shoulder jerking violently as the full weight hit it. The pistol spun out of his grip and vanished into the chamber’s deeper dark without ever making a sound of impact. Beneath him, the second-shell space opened wider, not like a shaft and not like a pit, but like a place deciding what kind of fall it ...
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