::inside the Delta Flyer, with a panel free and Isolinear chips laid out everywhere, Tom Paris lays barely inside the access panel's crawl space, asleep, a red bump on his forehead the size of a golf ball.::
zZzZzZzZzZz::slowly, he stirs, and gingerly opens his eyes, the light from the access panel playing across his face in the darkened powered
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