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"I'm more glad that you are." he said, returning the hug. Dirk rolled his eyes and said, "If you two love-birds are quite finished, our friend here has come to his senses." He gestured at the man Seth had elbowed in the gut, who was sitting on the floor with his hands tied--just in case he were to try something. Seth walked over and stooped down to his level and began interrogating him about what happened. After about 15 minutes, the majority of what they found out was this: his name was Aran, he and the others had been smuggling relief supplies to a band of survivors in Annapolis--about 200 miles East of here--when they found that there was a large Xennorg mother in the cargo hold. It had been infected with the Scree and when Aran went back into the bay and found it, the fungus left the worm and entered him. Anything else that happened, he couldn't remember-- other than they had been found by a Vorloch aerial patrol and shot down. He had pulled a gun out on Seth because the Scree made him do it, and the rest of the crew reacted on instinct. Seth untied the man and began trying to wake up the other crew members. Dirk went outside with his fire-extinguisher and began putting out the rest of the fire on the craft. Meanwhile, Al removed the late co-pilot from his chair and buried his body in the impact trench.
 
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