One Lost Summer (Part 3, page 3 of 58)


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Part 3

At last, tripping over the landing, she began a stumbling ascent. What was it she had just been told? Do not, under any circumstances, head for the outside doors which lead to the unprotected areas of the ship. What did that mean, anyway? All the outside areas were unprotected, weren’t they? At last, stumbling over something as she reached the top landing, her fumbling hands found the door by feel, wondering if it, too, was locked, and pulled. To her relief, it opened-

Too quickly for her thoughts to register what had happened, she was sucked from the doorway by the blast of wind, was blown along, scudding like a leaf, sent sliding along the spume-slick deck of the ship which was rising, rising, lifting itself ever skyward, increasing the angle so that she accelerated towards the stern of the ship-

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