“Oh, he’s gotten away,” says Sarah. I got it into my head that something terrible was going to happen. Leon wondered if he’d get stuck if he waited too long, his overinflated suit incapable of moving. The planes and the smoke were gone before we arrived; the wreckage was not.
Maybe there is a level of analogy there. These things didn’t take long—time moved fast in the vast cloud of data I had security rights for. “It got so bad we thought it was going to take you with it. Michael scrambled away.
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