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Each succeeding flash guided them closer to Carlson as Mitchell and Tuttle half-carried Jackman with them. When they reached her, the commander warned, Dont use any more until were all out. Well need a couple to locate the net.
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Ive got the net! she said triumphantly.
Good girl! Jackman Crazylegs Classic sighed. Nemo, hoist away!
With agonizing slowness, the net began its upward journey.
They had progressed only a third of the way when it came to a jolting stop. Blind though he was, Jackman sensed what had happened. 
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edge of the net had caught on a piece Crazylegs Classic of metal, probably jutting out from an E deck bulkhead, he imagined. It was impossible to fend things off in the darkness. Hanging precariously as they were, only Jackman had any chance to reach the obstruction and free them. He groped futilely oregon child support
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