Thursday November 6, 2003
Book 4: The Blackness Between — Part III: Trouble in the Outjack


Kerchak: I just heard a scream from where the mini-tanks went down. Corpsman, find me a sergeant, NOW!
Corpsman: For a rescue party?
Kerchak: For putting in charge. I'm running the rescue party myself.
Corpsman: Right. Aitkens! Front and center!
Kerchak: Hang on Corpsman, you're a sergeant, right?
Corpsman: Your painkillers seem to have worn off, captain.