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Lilac Rain Dancer
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Mitzi tears out the door power, locking us in.
I give the words to the console. An audio file begins playing.
"I have no way of knowing who's listening," says a quiet voice.
"Oh shit, it's Marcus!" says Mitzi. Then it was him I heard before.
"Tethys... Tozol," continues the recording. "If this is you, if my transmitter worked correctly, if you understood, if you weren't killed or recaptured... then I suppose Murphy lays dead at my feet. I've already benefited from more than my share of dumb luck. After I read your file, I felt like I wasted a bunch of counter-suppress trying to wake you up. I guess we all underestimated you."
"Man, he sounds weird," Mitzi says. I say nothing.
"Near you, I've hidden a small device that will fit in a data port on this console. If I know anything at all about your kind, and maybe I don't, its location should be obvious. It will send a signal elsewhere that will locally blind the security system, open the shaft's blast doors, and start the lift. At the top is more firepower than even you could possibly use.
"In the much more likely case that I am speaking to a security team, you'd better fucking hope you've killed me by now.
"My name's Marcus Tibur. I am hunting you."
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