Running and phasing from corridor to corridor, I cross Kristogar and Danny en-route for the conditioning installation.
an instant later, a man phases down the ceiling, stopping right in front of me.
"Help me, plase!" he shouts.
"Your name?" I ask.
"Larry Lance!"
"Edulcore Cicciotto, the Eurostar. Pleased to meet you".
I take him on my back, and run forward, looking for other prisoners.
[ 01-01-2002: Message edited by: The Eurostar ]
