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It has been quite the few days, hasn't it been, Vatheon? That conversation appearing on the network --just who had posted that, anyway?-- the experiment and then the collapse of the bubble and the evacuation. It certainly kept everybody's hands quite busy and full. But now that things are looking at little more calm, with far fewer trips needed to ferry things from down in the bubble up to the island, Station Master makes his move, abandoning his post to seek out people. Who? Well, just about anyone. He seems to avoid groups, instead seeking out people while they are alone, whether wrapped up in some activity, or moving from on place to the other. His purpose? Unclear for now, but if you are a foreigner and you are on the island, you may very well find yourself with a sudden Station Master at your side.

How will you respond?

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[ He's about to say that's not his problem, but... Zack. Zack is his problem. This is the only home he has anymore. He bites his tongue instead. ]

What makes you so sure it's possible?

This bubble is not a natural phenomenon. It was created by someone. If it was created by someone, it stands to reason it can also be repaired by someone.

[ That's reasonable enough. ]

How do you expect me to help?

I cannot tell you, not right now. I'm intending to hold a meeting later this week when you will be told the full story. After that you can decide whether you want to help and in what way.

[ He gives a nod. That sounds perfectly fine to him. Probably better than having to repeat details a hundred times to people. ]

I'm planning to hold the meeting Friday evening, at ten o'clock. Are you familiar with the storage building nearest to the elevator?

Think I can find it, yeah.

You will be welcome there. Though please, leave your communicator behind. I'm hoping to conduct this meeting without being found out, and I distrust anything they have given you.

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