Equinox - Diane Carey
PROLOGUE
"IS IT ALIVE?"
"I don't care. I'm eating it anyway."
Sweat mixed with metal shavings grated against the captain's hand as he rubbed the back of his neck. Whatever it was, they were all going to eat it, down to the last dirty crew member still alive on his ship.
Funny how hunger could make the grotesque palatable.
He glanced at his first officer. The usually good-looking Max Burke, Casanova of the ship, lounge-lizard extraordinaire, was today a pathetic sight His dark hair ...