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A Motavian rescue craft touched down in the front courtyard.
“Wait!” Alisa stopped the group as they tried to head towards the space craft.
“What’s the matter? The Governor told us that Motavia’s Intelligence Agency has been investigating everything. It’s no surprise that they found us,” said Tyrone.
“No, that’s not it,” said Alisa.
Alisa had an unspeakable sense of uneasiness and dread. She couldn’t quite explain it, but the image of the Governor of Motavia’s face stuck in her mind, scarred with burn marks…
The hatch of the rescue craft slowly opened up.