Echos In The Catacombs: Apollo 13
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Most say 13 is an unlucky number, little do they know how deadly luck can really be.
The year is 2130 and these 13 have been gone a long time.
How long? 50 years some say.
With a familiar threat emerging from the past it is up to them to save the ordinary.
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