"Zhè shì shénme làn dōngxi?" Mal didn't exactly sound too pleased with how he found himself. What was that stuff. Butter. This had to be some crazy dream. He looked around. This wasn't Serenity. There was more popcorn, carefully he moved and stumbled slightly. He saw the plaque, catching sight of a couple of his crew's names. Did that mean he was
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