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terrible wailing proportions as vehicles of all sizes and types tried to reach the parkway in the quickest possible time.
   I managed to sit up. Both girls were trying to rouse Babette. The room was emptying out. I saw Heinrich staring down at me, an enigmatic grin on his face. The amplified voice said: "Wind change, wind change. Cloud has changed direction. Toxic, toxic, heading here."
   Babette turned over on the mattress, sighing contentedly. "Five

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