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theyre blotted out. ... Its some kind of enormous creature... !
POPEYE! Hawke roared into the mike. HIT POPEYE AND GET OUT OF THERE!
Two seconds of terrifying silence. Then ...
CLANG!
The emergency ascent system on the subs was linked electronically to a large firehouse bell in the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Karen Cunagin Sypher sonar room; it sounded simultaneously with lagrange daily news
pressing of the subs panic button, accompanied by the flashing of a red light over the bell. For a moment, they simply stood there paralyzed, the glow from the still-flashing red light reflected on their tense, worried faces. The entire More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Karen Cunagin Sypher group was stricken into silence, broken only when Caitin muttered, I hope jack tarrance
little guys all right. Just those few words of solicitude, coming from a man whom Van Buren had consistently treated with disdain, seemed to galvanize Hawke out of his numbness. Track him on sonar, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Karen Cunagin Sypher he told Robertson, and the hand with which he clutched the mike was no longer trembling. Hes on his barret oliver
up, Robertson said tersely. Franklin, come in. ... Trevor, come in, please. There was no response. Got him on sonar, the captain called out. Ascent looks good. No other More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Karen Cunagin Sypher target in sight. Whatever he saw doesnt seem to be following him. Montague cleared his throat, so dry that his voice came out in a lagrange daily news
croak. You said it yourself, John, probably a mass of sea debris twisting in a current. The mind can play strange More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Karen Cunagin Sypher tricks, and Trevor must have let his imagination run wild.
Hawke made no comment. He knew Van Buren, an experienced and brilliant oceanographer, wasnt likely to be fooled by anything as 
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as bottom debris. Franklin, he repeated, can you hear me? A burst of static from the loudspeaker More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Karen Cunagin Sypher startled everyone and they tensed, waiting expectantly for the oddly filtered metallic voice that invariably followed the crackling noise of a transmitter button. Except there was no voice. Hes got to be conscious, Hawke muttered more to himself cory spinks
to the others. That static indicates some kind of More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Karen Cunagin Sypher transmission effort. Trevor, come in. ... Are you all right? The silence continued, for minutes that seemed endless. Twice more, they heard static from Franklins mike but nothing from Van Buren. He may be having communication problems, Robert.
