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 <title>Chapter 12: More Unfamiliar Terrain</title>
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&lt;p&gt;BRISBY ROBINSON&lt;br /&gt;
 Well, the atmosphere here can sustain human life. And I&#039;ve&lt;br /&gt;
located 500&lt;br /&gt;
 rads of radioactive material 5 miles west.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;JUSTIN ROBINSON&lt;br /&gt;
 That&#039;s at least what we&#039;d need to get the core functioning&lt;br /&gt;
again. &amp;lt;He&lt;br /&gt;
 stared out at the dark, unfamiliar night terrain for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;
There&lt;br /&gt;
 wasn&#039;t much point in debating what they needed to do&lt;br /&gt;
next&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 He turned to Sergant West, who was sitting in the pilot&#039;s&lt;br /&gt;
chair&lt;br /&gt;
 monitoring the ship&#039;s functions.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 JUSTIN ROBINSON&lt;br /&gt;
 We&#039;ll set off at daybreak. It&#039;ll be safer. Those are my orders,&lt;br /&gt;
Sarge.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 23 Apr 2005 11:15:19 -0600</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Simon</dc:creator>
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