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Chase disappeared down a stairwell andsalon the crew could be heard joking a themselves as they adjusted the television dish antenna to pick up signals fro relay satellite

A sudden chill raised goose bumps on Giordino's hairy arms, and he reached inside the wheelhouse for a windbreaker As he was pulling up the zipper he hesitated and cocked an ear

Chase appeared and handed hilasses"

Giordino held up his hand for silence "You hear that?"

Chase's brow furrowed "Hear what?"

"Listen"

Chase tilted his head, his eyes locked in the unseeing stare of aon sounds "A train whistle," he announced indifferently

"You sure?"

Chase nodded "I can hear it plainly Definitely a train whistle"

"Don't you find that odd?" asked Giordino

"Why should I?"

"Diesel locoines blehistles, and the last one was retired thirty years ago

"Could be one of those kids' rides at an amusement park somewhere up the river," Chase surmised

"Sound can carry for miles over water"

"I don't think so," Giordino said, cupping his ears and swinging his head back and forth like a radar antenna "It's getting louderlouder and closer"