I live, the aches are subsiding.
(Proof of my having been going slower than they thought/claimed.)
Had to pay extortion to get my car and personal things back.
Told my insurance company about said extortion.
They want copies of the receipts, which I am sending now.
Oh, we haven’t written the SLAVER incident yet.
We brainstormed it awhile back, but never put the whole thing to ‘paper’ so to speak.
It precedes Bradamante by some time, a year or three timeline wise.
Long enough for the Hab to move from Mars orbit to Venus orbit.
I’m glad you are feeling a bit better. Was there any car to get back?