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<!DOCTYPE html><html><head><title> Erosion </title><link rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="html_resources/style.css"></head><body><a href="index.html"><button class="back"><</button></a>
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<h1>Erosion</h1>
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<p>
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<span class="quote speech">Morning Michelle!</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Ugh.</span><br />
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She takes a step out of her preservation chamber, sits down on the floor
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with her arms over her knees, and rests her head on them.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">I'm gonna ... need a moment.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Water?</span><br />
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She lifts her head. Jack hands her a glass. She takes a couple sips before
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setting it down and resting her head again.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Not sure if that makes it better or worse.
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Just let me sit here for a moment.</span><br />
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After a while, she lifts her head again.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">So what's our mission?</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Nothing. Uplink's dead.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">What... What happened? What year is it?</span>
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<br />
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<span class="quote speech">Twenty-one-oh-six.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">You're kidding me.</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Nope. ... As for what happened to the uplink,
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I can't tell you. I've spent the past <span class="comment">
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idk what amount of time</span> trapped in here.</span><br />
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Jack recounts the recent events as well as some of the things he had read
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about in the logs.
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</p>
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<p class="comment">missing section</p>
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<p>
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<span class="quote speech">Well, that could be why the uplink isn't
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working...</span> Jack looks up and down and up again while Michelle
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catches up to him. The path ends abruptly where a landslide had left
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nothing but a cliff and a huge pile of rubble. At the top of the mountain,
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teetering on the edge, are two buildings – all that's left of
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the ground station. The rest of the buildings and the dish lay strewn
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around in pieces down below.
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</p>
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<p class="copyright">Copyright © 2023 Jan Danielzick (aka. BodgeMaster) – All rights reserved.</p><script>let spans = ["<span class=\"paper green\">", "<span>"]; let pre_texts = document.getElementsByTagName("pre"); for (let i = 0; i < pre_texts.length; i++) {if (pre_texts[i].className != "paper") continue; let lines = pre_texts[i].innerHTML.split("\n"); let result = ""; for (let j = 0; j < lines.length; j++) {result = result + spans[j%2] + lines[j] + " ".repeat(80-lines[j].length) + "</span>\n";} pre_texts[i].innerHTML = result;}</script></body></html>
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</p>
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<p>
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<span class="quote speech">Annie!</span> Someone shouts her name.
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<span class="quote speech">Get in here, run!</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Annie, get in here, run!</span><br />
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She breaks out of her freeze. The train had turned out to be a single
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car. A single, slightly rusty railcar painted in shades of dark
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car. A single, slightly rusty railcar painted in different shades of
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blue. <span class="comment">note: make it a theme that the metro is
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always yellow and red</span> The only person inside is the guy who had
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called out to her, turning away from the door he had just opened.
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His Neotek jacket flaps in the air as he runs to the other end of the
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train – that has to be Jack. The motors begin to hum while Annie
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is still running towards the open door. She jumps inside as the train
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starts moving back in the direction it came from. The door closes just
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after leaving the platform.
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always yellow and red</span> The only person inside is the driver,
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turning away from the door he just opened - that has to be Jack. His
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Neotek jacket flaps in the air as he runs to the other end of the train.
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While Annie is still running towards the open door, the motors start
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humming. She jumps inside as the train starts to move back in the
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direction it came from. The door closes just after leaving the platform.
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</p>
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<p>
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The train accelerates with a force stronger than anything she has ever
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Jack seems to think for a short moment while his eyes stay fixated on the
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track ahead.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">That remains to be seen. Coming through that
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airlock seems to have set off some sort of alarm; like poking a stick
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airlock seems to have set off some sort of alarm. Like poking a stick
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into an anthill...</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">An anthill?</span><br />
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<span class="quote speech">Oh, I forgot, you wouldn't know... Ants
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<span class="quote speech">Sounds good. Just put them in there for
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now.</span><br />
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He gestures towards a small cabinet in the back of the driver's
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cabin. Annie places the pile on top of a few books and binders that are
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cabin. Annie places the pile on top of a few folders and binders that are
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already in there. The train barrels through another station. Jack slowly
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decelerates the train.<br />
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<span class="quote speech">We're almost at your drop-off point, next
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it had opened. The ramps connecting the street below to the airlock are
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full of parked transporters and police cars. Some are even on the tracks
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but the one Annie and Jack are approaching on is mostly clear.
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He sounds the horn.
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</p>
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<p>
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<span class="quote speech">Hold onto something!</span> Jack slams on the
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brakes. The train loses power and rumbles over a bunch of switches. The
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headlights flicker and turn off. A police car that was parked too close
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to their track gets flung aside. A bunch of technicians jump out of the
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way as the train passes them and rolls into the airlock where it comes
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to a screeching halt. Jack presses some buttons on the control panel.
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brakes. The train loses power and rumbles over a bunch of switches.
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The headlights flicker and turn off. A police car that was parked too
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close to their track gets flung aside. A bunch of technicians jump out of
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the way as the train passes them and rolls into the airlock where it
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comes to a screeching halt. Jack presses some buttons on the control
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panel.
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</p>
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<p>
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The screams of the police and technicians are drowned out by the hissing
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of pressurized air and the <i>ka-chonk</i> of large machinery.
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of pressurized air and the *ka-chonk* of large machinery.
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<span class="quote speech">Access authorized, cycling airlock, please
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stand by</span>, announces an automated voice. The bunker door behind
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them starts to move with a squeaking noise. The ‘keepers of
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