Back near the front of the ship, Ben rises quickly from his chair... then doubles over in pain. He staggers about, clutching at his stomach, and tries to head for the door - and instead crashes right through it, the metal bending away, the door torn off its hinges. As he reaches the outside, he falls to his knees, staring at his hands.
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