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<h1>Erosion</h1>
<p>
<span class="quote speech">Morning Michelle!</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">Ugh.</span><br />
She takes a step out of her preservation chamber, sits down on the floor
with her arms over her knees, and rests her head on them.<br />
<span class="quote speech">I&apos;m gonna ... need a moment.</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">Water?</span><br />
She lifts her head. Jack hands her a glass. She takes a couple sips before
setting it down and resting her head again.<br />
<span class="quote speech">Not sure if that makes it better or worse.
Just let me sit here for a moment.</span><br />
After a while, she lifts her head again.<br />
<span class="quote speech">So what&apos;s our mission?</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">Nothing. Uplink&apos;s dead.</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">What... What happened? What year is it?</span>
<br />
<span class="quote speech">Twenty-one-oh-six.</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">You&apos;re kidding me.</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">Nope. ... As for what happened to the uplink,
I can&apos;t tell you. I&apos;ve spent the past <span class="comment">
idk what amount of time</span> trapped in here.</span><br />
Jack recounts the recent events as well as some of the things he had read
about in the logs.
</p>
<p class="comment">missing section</p>
<p>
<span class="quote speech">Well, that could be why the uplink isn&apos;t
working...</span> Jack looks up and down and up again while Michelle
catches up to him. The path ends abruptly where a landslide had left
nothing but a cliff and a huge pile of rubble. At the top of the mountain,
teetering on the edge, are two buildings &ndash; all that&apos;s left of
the ground station. The rest of the buildings and the dish lay strewn
around in pieces down below.
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</p>
<p>
<span class="quote speech">Annie!</span> Someone shouts her name.
<span class="quote speech">Get in here, run!</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">Annie, get in here, run!</span><br />
She breaks out of her freeze. The train had turned out to be a single
car. A single, slightly rusty railcar painted in shades of dark
car. A single, slightly rusty railcar painted in different shades of
blue. <span class="comment">note: make it a theme that the metro is
always yellow and red</span> The only person inside is the guy who had
called out to her, turning away from the door he had just opened.
His Neotek jacket flaps in the air as he runs to the other end of the
train &ndash; that has to be Jack. The motors begin to hum while Annie
is still running towards the open door. She jumps inside as the train
starts moving back in the direction it came from. The door closes just
after leaving the platform.
always yellow and red</span> The only person inside is the driver,
turning away from the door he just opened - that has to be Jack. His
Neotek jacket flaps in the air as he runs to the other end of the train.
While Annie is still running towards the open door, the motors start
humming. She jumps inside as the train starts to move back in the
direction it came from. The door closes just after leaving the platform.
</p>
<p>
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
track ahead.<br />
<span class="quote speech">That remains to be seen. Coming through that
airlock seems to have set off some sort of alarm; like poking a stick
airlock seems to have set off some sort of alarm. Like poking a stick
into an anthill...</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">An anthill?</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">Oh, I forgot, you wouldn&apos;t know... Ants
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<span class="quote speech">Sounds good. Just put them in there for
now.</span><br />
He gestures towards a small cabinet in the back of the driver&apos;s
cabin. Annie places the pile on top of a few books and binders that are
cabin. Annie places the pile on top of a few folders and binders that are
already in there. The train barrels through another station. Jack slowly
decelerates the train.<br />
<span class="quote speech">We&apos;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
full of parked transporters and police cars. Some are even on the tracks
but the one Annie and Jack are approaching on is mostly clear.
He sounds the horn.
</p>
<p>
<span class="quote speech">Hold onto something!</span> Jack slams on the
brakes. The train loses power and rumbles over a bunch of switches. The
headlights flicker and turn off. A police car that was parked too close
to their track gets flung aside. A bunch of technicians jump out of the
way as the train passes them and rolls into the airlock where it comes
to a screeching halt. Jack presses some buttons on the control panel.
brakes. The train loses power and rumbles over a bunch of switches.
The headlights flicker and turn off. A police car that was parked too
close to their track gets flung aside. A bunch of technicians jump out of
the way as the train passes them and rolls into the airlock where it
comes to a screeching halt. Jack presses some buttons on the control
panel.
</p>
<p>
The screams of the police and technicians are drowned out by the hissing
of pressurized air and the <i>ka-chonk</i> of large machinery.
of pressurized air and the *ka-chonk* of large machinery.
<span class="quote speech">Access authorized, cycling airlock, please
stand by</span>, announces an automated voice. The bunker door behind
them starts to move with a squeaking noise. The &#8216;keepers of