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By Andy Robertson

A shadowy figure carrying something -- probably a diskos -- and moving through a dark land, with patches of red glare.

They move on through the night. It is his duty to scan everywhere...

By Andy Robertson

A shadowy figure carrying something -- probably a diskos -- and moving through a dark land, with patches of red glare.

He is Out in a way he never was before. The little movements of air in the eternal night brush his face. Any thing might creep up behind him...