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Jackran-ad-aktar will search more thoroughly on a second visit, if there’s still a Runner’s signal coming from the same wrecked building. I would not deserve to escape a second time if I’d been so foolish. 13 - First The hunting group moved away perpendicular to my route towards the mountains, so once my close call is over I proceed with growing confidence, creeping steadily from building to building to building. In this manner I panties have continued for what I estimate to be a couple of hours. The sun has passed its peak in the sky and is beginning to descend. The temperature on the surface of Aghara-Penthay is not as oppressive as it was. By late afternoon I am obliged to hydrate again, so I whisper for another of the semen-laden canisters. This one is even more viscous than its predecessor. 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