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ACT III SCENE LXIII CYCLOPS
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CASSANDRA WALKED into the cockpit with her head buzzing with static noise. She watched as Teresa marched up to the pilot and unholstered her gun. The barrel found its way to the side of the blue-eyed pilot's head. "Switch off the tracking beacon and connect me to the other Berg now."
"Alright, alright," the man muttered discontentedly as his hands moved over the panels in front of him. A red light in front of the main controls turned dark and the screen in front of them flickered to life. A single bar flashed across the middle as their comms searched for a signal to hail the berg the boys' had narrowly escaped on.
