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could betray another. She felt as if this whole expedition was a giant hoax, like the Cardiff Giant. And she'd fallen for it hook, line, and sinker. She wanted to shake Chang, to scream in his face and land a few good, solid punches with her fists, but at this point she wasn't even sure how he would react to the news that she'd watched his message. Perhaps he'd decide she needed to be removed from the expedition.

Besides, it was her turn to keep secrets now. There was only one thing she needed to tell him. She activated the corn system.

"Dr. Chang."

After a few moments, Chang appeared on the monitor in his quarters. He was back in his casual clothes, now.


"I wanted to let you know that the communications system is down. It went down about twenty minutes ago. I tried to send a message out."

Chang was rocking back and forth on his feet, something she'd never seen him do.

"Yes, I know. Captain Hidalgo informed me."

She saw it in the slackness of Chang's mouth. Hidalgo had made sure that message didn't go through. She felt so stupid. Of course communications had gone out. Hidalgo must have been monitoring Chang's transmissions, seen the message she just saw, and arranged for a convenient breakdown. Chang knew he had done it, and could do nothing.

"All right then," she said.

Chang nodded his and knew why he had done it, and could do nothing.

"All right then," she said.

Chang nodded his head absentmindedly.

"Good night."

"Good night."

Anna wandered out of the lab, unsure what to do. The whole expedition was falling apart around her, and they hadn't even reached the site. In the passage, the music of the party enveloped her. She followed it into the conference room. The Gigmosian aspect to the party seemed to have finally ended.
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