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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 4:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 8:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 2:23 pm
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Darkside_Heartless Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 3:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 4:29 pm
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Down in the engine room, Colin continued to work away, or at least his hands did. His mind was at a thousand different places at once. They were gone. Not just gone, but GONE. Lost in a place none of them had ever been before, millions of light years away from home, with little to no chance of surviving. Colin's hands starting working faster and faster, until he dropped his tool on the floor, tears running down his greasy cheek. He slapped the back up engine, then punched it; hurting his hand in the process.
"GOD DAMNED PIECE OF CR**!"
He screamed as he started kicking the engine in his hopelessness, pain, and frustration. He stopped once his big toe hit the steely strength of the engine's siding. He cursed some more before finally playing out most of his anger. He sat down and breathed deeply a few times. It had been a hard day. The gravity he had made from spinning the school seemed to be the only thing he could do right...
Colin's eyes slowly looked up to the ceiling in sadness, but found something else. A crack could be seen where the ceiling met the wall, only larger then a hair, but light shown through it, flashing on and off in rhythm. He picked up his hammer and stood on the chair, getting a closer look at the crack. He put his ear up to it and heard a swooping sound and felt air flow from the opening. He thought for a moment as to what was up there. His eyes shot wide open when an idea came into his brain. This could be what they were looking for...
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