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Liet
climbed along the ridge
But
when he looked back at the crash site, Liet was alarmed to see the
battered vessel moving and lurching, already protruding a third of the
way out of the sand. With a deep-throated hum, the pod heaved and
strained, like a beast of burden caught in a Bela Tegeusan quag-mire.
But the pulsing suspensors had only enough strength to wrench the vessel
upward a few centimeters at a time.
Liet
froze when he realized what his father was doing. Suspensors. Out in the
open desert!
He
ran, tripping and stumbling, an avalanche of powder sand following his
footsteps. "Father, stop. Turn them off!" He shouted so loudly
that his throat grew raw. With dread in the pit of his stomach, he gazed
across the golden ocean of dunes, toward the hellish pit of the faraway
Cielago Depression. He scanned for a telltale ripple, the disturbance
indicating deep movement....
"Father,
come out of there." He skidded to a stop in front of the open hatch
as the pod continued to shift back and forth, straining. The suspensor
fields thrummed. Grabbing the edge of the doorframe, Liet swung himself
through the hatch and dropped inside the
weather pod, startling Kynes.
The
Planetologist grinned at his son. "It's some sort of automated
system--I don't know what controls I bumped into, but this pod just
might lift itself out in less than an hour." He turned back to his
instruments. "It gave me time to collate all our new data into a
single storage--"
Liet grabbed his
father by the shoulder and pulled him from the controls. He slammed his
hands down on the emergency cutoff switch, and the suspensors faded.
Confused,
Kynes tried to protest, but his son urged him toward the open hatch.
"Get
out, now! Run as fast as you can toward the rocks."
”But--"
Liet's
nostrils flared in angry exasperation. "Suspensors operate on a
Holtzman field, just like shields. You know what happens when you
activate a personal shield out in the open sand ?"
"The
suspensors are working again?" Kynes blinked, then his eyes lit up
as he understood. "Ah! A worm comes.
"A
worm always comes. Now run!"
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