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July 18, 2005

Tanya: Damage

"It's comin' at us again, captain! Brace for impact!"

The captain grabbed onto his chair, keeping his position as they were mercilessly hit again. "Why isn’t the tractor beam working?! Shuttle to main ship! Increase tractor beam!"

It was no use; they should never have landed on this planet. The natives continued to batter them, as if their destruction was some demented game. Their booster rockets had been destroyed, and the captain thought their radio was out now, too.

They could see it approaching again, and another blast would be the end of them.

"Shuttle to Galaxion! Emergency! Get us..."

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