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matters any more! I don't know what I feel! But hurry! Do something!' And she was wrestling with his clothing. 'I can't get it off!' 'I told you! It's thought-sealed!' His clothes suddenly pinged open and the next minute Lucy had flung her pinstripe power suit onto the empty life-boat ramp. Her fingers ran over the alien's body as she got on top of him. 'Oh God!' she cried, feeling the blood draining down into her lower abdomen like a rush of seagulls onto the last herring. 'We've probably only got five of whatever those things are left!' 'Edoes!' The Journalist tried not to yell out with the pain of his wound. 'We've got five edoes left! This is incredible!' he cried, 'We don't do it like this on Blerontin!' 'Why not?' Lucy didn't care. 'It's illegal!' The Journalist was grinning from ear to ear. 'We're only allowed "snork-style"! You know upside down and from above!' 'Oh shut up!' Lucy was kissing him. 'I had to tell you! I had to! I love you! I've always loved you! That's what's been missing! Ah! Ah!" 'Quick!' tried The Journalist. They had only sixty innim before the bomb exploded. 'Yes! Yes!' They rolled and kissed each other oblivious to the cold metal floor of the life-boat ramp under their naked flesh. 'Life is so short!' Lucy suddenly grabbed his hand and looked at his watch. It was totally incomprehensible. 'Thirty innims!' 'Is that all?' she yelled. 'Yes!' cried The Journalist. 'Yes!' 'I love yooooou!' cried Lucy. 'Ooooooooh!' echoed The Journalist and the two of them collapsed together as the clock clicked to zero...
They lay there waiting for the forever-ending explosion that would terminate their brief affair. But, unlike the two lovers, it didn't come. 'What's happened?' Lucy was the first to speak. 'I don't know!' said The Journalist. 'I don't know!'
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At this same moment, Nettie suddenly managed to sit up on the couch on which Dan had placed her,