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TEST DRIVE #16 - Turbolifts and Ten Forward

Option 001. Trapped in a Turbolift: This space travel thing is new to you, and you're starting to think the ship is purposely out to get you. A turbolift is just a grandiose name for an elevator, which should be the safest way to travel after all! But someone out there is out to get you, you're sure of it. Because the next thing you know, the lights flicker and the lift grinds to a stop. You're trapped, with whomever was unlucky enough to be in the lift with you.
It could be hours before you're rescued. These turbolifts span the entire massive ship, and don't just travel straight up and down. No, they can travel horizontally, vertically, sometimes even diagonally. You could be stuck between any deck now. There is a small access panel on one of the smooth walls, but how good are you with getting these things to work? Let's not forget that sudden stop tossed everyone around a little, and people could be hurt. Time to put your emergency thinking cap on, and make friends with the people beside you fast. You could be the only way back to freedom.
Conversely, you could slide that pack of cards out of your pocket and start a rousing game of gin rummy. Really it's up to you.

Option 002. Ten Forward: You have no idea what just happened. One minute you were home, minding your own business, and now you're on a spaceship in the middle of a crowded room! It looks like a bar. There are people eating and drinking, some in uniform, others not. Some are clearly aliens, and some of the food is looking rather strange too.
You've managed to land in Ten Forward. A long bar with barstools and a bartender span one side of the room, with a bank of strange computers on that same wall. It looks like people are ordering food and drinks from them. Tables are sprinkled throughout, and the far wall is nothing but floor to ceiling windows with a view out to space. It looks like a nice lounge, low conversation making the room hum.
Better ask some questions and find out where you are, or just tap the closest person on the shoulder and try to make friends. The bar is open.
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Chris took Sam's hand, shaking it. "So, where were you headed when the turbolift when down, Sam?"
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Witches baking cookies. Okay. I mean, he knew that, but while it was one thing to use magic where he was from, it was a very different thing to be a witch, which usually meant "personal gain." But he guessed terminology didn't have to be consistent if you accepted the whole different worlds thing.
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Cause really, the last thing he needed was someone to call him an abomination or something. That was just rude.
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"If professional curiosity still counts as okay," he says, with a small smile to indicate he's kind of joking but wanting to be more or less honest.
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Really, as long as there was no actual burning, Chris was fine. Sam seemed like a good, okay guy.
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He's taken Chris's hand at this point.
"Not much is, this far from home, right?"
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"Not really. But as long as no one tries to kill me here, I'll take it as a vacation. Even if I do end up with 50 charges."