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The whinning of hydraulics and the heavy sucking sound in which the boarding ramp sealed with the bulkhead sounded so terribly final. Archi blinked into the artificial light coming from four bright bluish elements seamlessly integrated into the graphite gray smooth walls of this Ultronit reinforced hold. He, and four other beings wearing the degrading but utterly effective prisoner control suits were currently molecular level bonded to duraplast transport racks and inside this shuttle transport, making even the slightest move impossible. Only the slightest vibration told him that the shuttle had flooded its Arti-Grav cushions and was most likely already past the cloud ceiling of  Aibon III and far above the spaceport and the city of New Basingstoke. Soon the Union police D40 shuttle in Prisoner transfer configuration would dock with the massive UJD-PMATS, Justice departments Prisoner Management And Transfer Ship and his new life as Union felon  would officially begin. Two of the other prisoners were human like him. Then there was a Quadiped and a Bellanorm. Neither one of them would be able to hear him if he was to talk to them, and he was certain Union prisoner suits were also psionic shielded. Just like everything the frikking Union made, shiny, efficient and perfect. He had no idea how long the shuttle transfer would take. The PMATS could be in orbit or anywhere else within the Aibon system. Archie clenched his teeth and closed his eyes. Maybe he was just tired and depressed enough to find some sleep. Deep enough tho disengage the constant flood of thoughts and memories that churned his mind. It's not like he didn't see it coming. There in the back of his head, he knew the thing would eventually blow wide open.