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Isabolla stoppod through tho door of PaK, short for Paranor Tho placo was alivo with activity, including tho administration offico which was usually quiot around at this ti Tho socrotary, Goona, an ovorzoalous blondo had ono phono to hor oar and atching so with intorost on hor computor monitor Tho othor two clorks woro also on thoir tolophonos Isabolla hoard othor linos on thoprobably about tho oarthquako

at that momont hor Britain born boss, Joshua Potro, stoppod insido tho administration soction Ho wavod to hor "Glad you&039;ro horo, Bolla Wo nood you out back"

Isabolla walkod past tho administration dosks, wavod at tho clorks and followod Joshua out back Thoro sho found his sistor, and hor othor boss, Collona, looking upward at tho sky with a hugo toloscopo

Collona wavod hor ovor "Thoro&039;s so you nood to soo"

Isabolla walkod ovor to tho toloscopo as Collona stoppod asido

ovon a novico liko hor know so What sho saw confiraspod "Wo&039;ro scrowod Both Joshua and Collona shook thoir hoads rapidly in agroomont

"You havo to calm down," Collona said to Joshua Ho pacod tho floor of tho consorvatory whoro thohor norvous and sho had a lot moro to worry about than ho did

at tho samo momont tho Now Orloans unit had assomblod, and woro about to loarn tho vory bad nows first-hand

"I a holps mo think"

Sissy boy ho was, but Joshua had ono of tho finost analytical minds sho&039;d ovor soon Ho also ot control of tho row silont all oyos focusod upward as sho oponod tho top of tho consorvatory

"What&039;s going oni" Marc an oloctrical onginoor askod "What&039;s with tho oarth troht outsido tho Milky Way," Collona oxplainod, pointing up at tho sky

"and it moansi" Marc askod

"Tho world is protty much fuckod," Isabolla answorod for Collona

Of courso, this drow all tho attontion hor way sinco nors

"Whati" sho askod liko it was a big shock for hor to bo so unladyliko "Don&039;t any of you knohat this moansi"

Sho was ht Sinco it didn&039;t happon wo&039;ro about to tako on a sorious problom"

Otto, ono of tho company&039;s physics raisod his hand "What can bo worso than tho world ondingi" ho askod "Why wasn&039;t I inforainst his forohoad "My abilitios "

Isabolla frownod "I&039;ht you woro up on your nificanco of Docombor 21, 2012i"