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She went to the old space station...
Ran her fingers over the dusty buttons and cracked plasma screens.
It used to be the main station. People were always running around, checking the screens and adjusting the indicators.
Now it was empty and... cold.
Thick layer of dust was covering technology that was once oh-so-modern. Now it was old. Practically ancient.
It is weird how so little time can make such a difference.
She sat down on one of the chairs (though it made her white lab coat dusty) and closed her eyes.
She really needed the rest. And no one came looking for her there.
You could say it was kind of her secret hide out place...