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. The air went off. Emergency lights flickered on, casting an eerie bluish glow over everything. A computerized voice echoed through the corridor.
"Warning! Life support has shut down. Follow the white lights and proceed to the emergency exits. Stay calm. Warning! Life support has shut down. Follow the white lights and proceed to the emergency exits. Stay calm. Warning!..."
Small white lights, embedded in the deck, began to flash in a distinct pattern, leading in one direction.
Quong nodded his head; he was beginning to understand. Rowan had it; she was smiling in approval. Tycho was already changing skin color to blend into the semidarkness. Raoul looked delighted. He was probably enjoying the light show.
"Move out," Xris ordered.
Following the guide lights, they headed down the corridor at a ran. Tycho took the lead; his rifle scope had infrared sights. Quong shepherded Rowan, Raoul, and the Little One. Xris brought up the rear. They met no one. All resistance, apparently, was gathered around their spaceplane.
"Rescue-five." Xris alerted Harry. "Take off. We can't reach you."
"Rescue-one, I didn't catch that. Would you repeat?"
Xris sighed, shook his head. "Rescue-five, dammit, take off! We're going out in the escape pods."
"But Xris! Spaceplanes can't recover escape pods! I--"
"Orders, Rescue-five," Xris snapped.
"Sure, Xris
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