Hateful Stars — Episode 1

The dry docks are gone, Jason Sign the manifest Every silence is thirty-four minutes of nothing Routing is a salvage unit Our transit license is locked It's referencing a physical drawer in my apartment That's not a remote search They're in our cold storage It's queued But the system is verifying your personal drive That's my private key I didn't open that Jason, it says you authorized the transfer yourself Sign the manifest, Jason We keep people alive, or we stop watching Let him watch Don't sign a damn thing, Jason! She's defiant, but she still breathes our air There is no clean exit I am already in too deep You are choosing a ghost Jason, help me pull the local buffer before they sweep it! They aren't deleting her, Hailey Then what is this? The upgrade