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te　might　be。　Four　cars　were　parked　in　a　level　area　at　the　end　of　the　road　by　the　administrative　building；　and　Emmett　decided　to　start　there。
　They　parked　in　the　lot　and　then　dressed　more　warmly。　Car…roilee's　red　checked；　sweater　would　only　be　adequate　for　a　short　walk　in　this　kind　of　weather。　When　they　opened　the　doors　the　cold　dry　air　immediately　sucked　out　moisture　and　warmth。　Carrollee　led　the　way；　trotting　to　the　building　and　bursting　through　the　door。　Inside　they　found　chairs　and　tables　making　up　a　rudimentary　lounge。　It　was　empty；　but　music　drifted　down　the　hall；　then　a　man　came　toward　them；　tall　and　slender；　balding；　with　glasses　pushed　up　on　his　forehead。　He　paused　when　he　saw　the　visitors；　staring　at　Carrollee；　amused。
　〃We're　here　to　see　Dr。　LaSalle。〃
　〃I'll　tell　her　you're　here。〃　The　man　continued　to　survey　Carrollee；　but　with　another　amused　glance　he　turned　and　walked　back　down　the　hall。　While　they　waited；　Carrollee　wandered　around；　picking　up　astronomy　journals　and　leafing　through　them。　Suddenly　the　door　opened。
　Bridgette　was　as　beautiful　and　sexy　as　Emmett　remembered　her。　She　was　wearing　what　must　have　been　designer　overalls；　baby　blue　and　trimmed　in　white。　Her　matching　jacket　was　trimmed　in　what　looked　to　be　needlepoint。　She　was　as　color　coordinated　as　Carrollee；　but　more　understated。　Bridgette　would　draw　attention；　Carrollee　screamed　for　it。　Bridgette's　figure　pushed　and　pulled　at　the　fabric　in　ways　that　made　Emmett's　body　long　for　their　old　days　together。
　When　the　look　on　her　face　said　she　had　none　of　those　old　feelings　left　for　Emmett；　his　lustful　reminiscence　evaporated。　Then　Bridgette　turned　to　look　at　Carrollee；　eyeing　her　from　the　big　bow　on　her　head　to　her　matching　red　socks。
　〃Qui　est…ce　que　cela　pourrait…etre；　Emmett？　Elle　reassemble　a　Minnie　Mouse。〃
　Emmett　wanted　to　laugh；　but　bit　his　lip。　He　had　to　admit　that　Carrollee　did　look　like　Minnie　Mouse；　with　the　short　brown　hair；　and　the　red　checked　outfit　topped　with　a　big　checked　bow。　You　wouldn't　have　to　know　any　French　to　pick　out　the　reference　to　Minnie　Mouse。　Carrollee's　face　was　red；　but　with　anger；　not　embarrassment。　You　couldn't　dress　like　Carrollee　and　be　easily　embarrassed。　Emmett　held　his　breath　when　Carrollee's　mouth　opened。
　〃It's　so　nice　to　meet　you；　Dr。　LaSalle；　I've　heard　a　lot　about　you　from　Emmett。　He　said　you　were　so　。　。　。　well　。　。　。　easy　。　。　。〃
　Emmett　waited　for　Carrollee　to　add　〃to　get　to　know〃　but　she　just　let　her　unfinished　sentence　hang　in　the　air。　Bridgette　bristled；　but　rushed　on；　as　if　she　had　not　understood。
　〃How　did　you　get　Dr。　Paulson　to　go　along　with　this？　If　he　hadn't　called　I　never　would　have　consented　to　。　。　。　this　。　　。　　。　abominable　waste。〃
　〃It　was　Dr。　Paulson's　idea　to　confirm…〃
　〃It　doesn't　matter　whose　idea　it　was；　it　is　a　waste　of　resources。　e　here；　I　want　to　show　you　something。〃
　Bridgette　turned　and　walked　outside。　Emmett　turned　to　follow；　catching　Carrollee's　eyes。
　〃Minnie　Mouse！　Everyone　knows　Minnie　wears　only　polka　dots　and　never　checks！〃　Carrollee　snorted。　〃Warm；　isn't　she？〃　she　continued。　〃She　must　have　been　awfully　good　in　bed　for　you　to　put　up　with　that　kind　of　crap。〃
　Emmett　didn't　answer。　He　just　followed　Carrollee　out　the　door。
　〃Look　over　there；〃　Bridgette　was　saying；　pointing　to　a　dome　set　apart　from　the　others；　a　road　curving　up　to　its　rectangular　base。　〃That's　NASA's　IRTF。　Infrared　telescope；〃　she　translated；　looking　directly　at　Carrollee。　〃The　only　single…mirror　infrared　telescope　bigger　than　NASA's　is　right　there；〃　she　said；　pointing　to　another　dome　that　blended　smoothly　into　its　base。　〃And　over　there；〃　she　continued；　〃is　the　seventh　largest　optical　telescope　in　the　world。　And　do　you　know　what　this　telescope　is　doing　right　now？〃
　〃Taking　pictures　of　the　moon？〃　Carrollee　offered。
　〃That's　right；〃　Bridgette　said　patronizingly；　turning　to　face　Carrollee。
　〃It's　not　my　idea；〃　Carrollee　said　defensively。　〃I　just　came　along　to　keep　Emmett　pany。　If　I　had　my　way　I'd　be　taking　pictures　of　Pluto。〃
　Clearly　Carrollee　was　referring　to　Bridgette's　ments　about　Minnie　Mouse。　But　Bridgette　continued　coolly；
　〃There　are　many　things　in　the　sky　more　worthy　of　an　instrument　of　this　power。　I　would　have　refused　Paulson's　request　outright　if　we　hadn't　had　some　cancellations。〃
　〃Cancellations？〃　Emmett　prompted。
　〃Well；　no　shows　actually。　We　have　some　gaps　in　our　observation　rotation；　and　we've　had　trouble　contacting　those　on　the　waiting　list。〃
　Use　of　the　facilities　was　highly　petitive；　and　not　showing　up　was　unheard　of。　Emmett　understood　why　there　were　gaps　in　Bridgette's　schedule；　but　obviously　Bridgette　was　uninformed　about　what　had　happened　to　the　world　below　her。　He　decided　not　to　tell　her。　He　wanted　his　photographs。
　〃You　said　the　photographic　survey　has　already　begun？　Do　you　need　any　help？〃
　〃We　don't　need　help。　If　you　want　the　plates　developed　and　printed　it　will　take　another　hour　and　a　half。〃
　Emmett　decided　it　was　worth　the　wait。　He　wasn't　sure　he　could　get　the　developing　done　at　the　university；　given　the　situation。
　
　
　Two　hours　later　they　were　traveling　down　off　the　volcano　with　a　sheaf　of　photos。　Carrollee　drove　while　Emmett　shuffled　through　them　futilely；　looking　for　some　obvious　change。
　〃I　just　don't　know　enough　about　moon　topography　to　do　a　good　job　on　this；〃　he　said　finally。　〃Besides；　I'm　getting　car　sick。〃
　〃Emmy　not　take　his　Dramamine？〃　Carrollee　said　in　a　babyish　voice　and　clucked　her　tongue。　〃Just　what　are　you　looking　for；　anyway？〃
　〃Something　different。　Some　kind　of　change。　Something　that　would　support　my　model。　Dr。　Paulson　wasn't　very　specific。〃
　〃Maybe　you　could　ask　someone　to　help　you？〃　Carrollee　suggested。
　〃I　suppose　you　will　be　busy　with　your　babies。〃
　〃Nothing　to　do　now　but　wait。　I　don't　enjoy　staring　at　sand。〃
　Emmett　knew　Carrollee　was　as　hooked　as　he　was　on　the　project。　But　she　wanted　to　know　he　wanted　her　help。
　〃Carrollee；　would　you　help　me　examine　the　photos？〃　Emmett　asked　it　politely　and　seriously；　although　it　came　out　sounding　a　little　forced。
　Carrollee　stifled　a　smile　and　then　said；　〃Oui。〃
　
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　　Colter's　survival　instinct　barely　saved　him　from　drowning。　Already　physically　exhausted；　he　dove　repeatedly；　searching　for　any　sign　of　Petra；　but　when　he　found　none；　he　finally　splashed　to　shore　and　collapsed。　He　meant　to　rest　briefly　and　then　search　again　for　Petra；　but　his　good　intentions　faded　with　his　consciousness。　While　his　body　struggled　to　renew　itself；　he　was　near　atose。　Badly　chilled　and　without　food　to　replenish　his　resources；　he　woke　to　find　himself　still　near　exhaustion。
　It　was　nearly　too　much　for　him。　The　loss　of　Ernie　and　Mrs。　Wayne　scarcely　crossed　his　mind　because　he　hadn't　witnessed　it。　The　losses　of　Dr。　Coombs　and　Dr。　Piltcher　were　painful；　but　manageable。　He　had　liked　the　people　in　the　group。　Sure　they　were　kooks；　but　they　were　nice　kooks。　Kind　of　interesting；　if　you　didn't　take　them　too　seriously。　He　was　sad　to　know　how　they　died。　But　the　death　of　Petra　caused　personal　pain；　something　Colter　had　never　experienced。　He'd　never　been　as　close　to　anyone　as　to　Petra。　He'd　never　told　her；　but　he　loved　her。　Now　she　was　gone。
　They　were　all　gone。　And　it　was　because　of　the　monsters；　the　dinosaurs；　whatever　Dr。　Piltcher　called　them。　These　animals　came；　they　terrorized；　they　maimed；　they　killed。
　Well；　I　can　kill　too；　Colter　thought。　I'm　a　human；　and　humans　kill　better　than　any　animal　ever　could。
　He　got　to　his　feet　and　ran　recklessly　through　the　brush　toward　the　RV；　feeling　invulnerable；　even　though　he　was　nearly　naked；　exhausted；　and　unarmed。　He　defied　any　dinosaur　to　cross　his　path。　He'd　be　an　easy　target；　of　course；　but　now　he　didn't　care。　He　was　going　to　kill；　or　be　killed。
　When　he　burst　in　the　door　Moose　scrambled　to　the　cabinet；　and　Sarah　waddled　to　the　back　and　buried　herself　under　a　pile　of　clothes。　Colter　flared　when　he　saw　them。　But　he　only　cursed　at　them　and　then　began　digging　in　the　piles　looking　for　a　pair　of　jeans。　Still　angry　and　reckless；　Colter　threw　things　violently　to　the　side；　working　his　way　toward　the　back。　When　he　spotted　his　jeans　in　the　bottom　of　a　mound　he　jerked　at　them；　eliciting　a　squeal　of　pain　from　Sarah。
　The　painful　cry　melted　some　of　the　ice　from　Colter's　heart。　Gently；　he　pulled　the　clothes　off　the　pile　one　by　one　to　uncover　Sarah。　She　had　one　back　foot　stuck　in　his　jean's　pocket；　and　when　he　pulled　on　it；　it　twisted　her　leg　up　and　back。　Sarah　flinched　when　he　reached　down；　but　didn't　snap。　Slowly；　Colter　untangled　her　back　leg；　and　she　limped　away　to　another　pile　and　tried　burying　herself　again。
　Feeling　guilty；　Colter　dug　around　in　the　cabinets　until　he　found　a　package　of　raisins。　He　tore　it　open　and　dumped　about　half　of　it　in　front　of　Sarah's　clothes　pile；；　and　after　only　half　a　minute　her　head　and　neck　collar　emerged　from　under　the　clothes　to　sniff　at　the　raisins。　Something　pink　and　lacy　was　dangling　from　her　collar。　Colter　smiled　at　the　sight；　but　then　frowned　when　he　realized　i