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       "Wait!" I pulled Butterfly back: a second before the explosion: as if I smell something:
or felt an incoming shock wave       - I glimpsed a moment into the future with my sixth sense:
pulled him down: and then: we were flying together three meters just above the floor.
       Butterfly's boat disappeared in fire.
       The landing pad's structure snapped in half:      burning debris spilling into a red-hot
crack in the middle and clattering down to the lower floors.
       "Get up: we're leaving:" Butterfly yelled as we recovered a bit from the shock:    "What
about your service yola? Is it in life support?"
       "Yes. We have to go back."
       I cleaned my clothes quickly and did my hair:
       "How do I look?"
       "Bushyly:" said Butterfly: grabbing me under the arm.
       The tall man  was slowly beginning to rise on his elbows  on the floor of the connecting
corridor: so I put him down to sleep again on the way:
       "Snoozed."
       In the elevator: there were several seniors discussing loudly:   and a slightly nervous:
but firmly straightened lift girl.
       "Hello: don't you know what's going on?" :Butterfly asked her worriedly:     so that her
gaze wouldn't stop at my broken mouth.
       "I don't know exactly: but probably a bigger ship is taking off:"  she answered him with
increasing confidence: "There's nothing to worry about - We're leaving in a minute."
       We stood in the corner and looked at the big screen with the clock:     and the changing
photos. 
       Blue night swimming among stars and dolphins
       Starship builders invite you to visit
       The elevator opened - and a young man in a white jersey stopped in the entrance: "please 
Miss: my friends are on their way.." :the left door slightly touched his elbow: ":I can already
hear them running.."
       "I'm afraid: you will have to enter or leave: Sir:" said lift girl sweetly and then once
more and with more emphasis on the word "leave".
       No response.
       "Please enter or leave!"
       The young man took his hands out of his pockets:       and pushed away the door that was
closing again: "It will be right away: Miss."
       The  lift  girl  took three  quick steps  towards him:  and was  raising her hand to his
shoulder: when two more men and a woman with very short hair emerged from behind him.
       "We're here: sorry: we can go now."
       The doors closed and we slowly began to ascend.
       The bald woman and one of the men stood about a meter away from us and talked quietly.
       The young man  in white  t-shirt suddenly looked in the corner:  right at me:  and said:
"Alia? What? That's not possible! Is that really you?"
       "No:" I answered and clenched my fists.