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Only Professor Ward knew they were on Earth, could almost hear them _rustling_ behind their humanoid faces. Then Red came to help him, and of course he had to trust Red. But -- could he?
His gaunt figure slumped wearily in the only chair in the otherwise bare cube, while the telaudio pronounced its immutable sentence.