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SAM CAME TO WITH A start. Lying in a fetal position on his side, he had a sidelong view into an enormous room which could only be the interior of the base. Luckily his pilot host wore a helmet. He wasn’t sure what would have happened from the impact without it. Sam saw black skid marks on the floor in front of him terminating at a smoking metal panel 50 yards farther into the room; this must be the door that had been blown in.
Beyond the door panel fire guttered from multiple vehicles where frantic soldiers were trying to extinguish the flames. Unsure how long he had been unconscious, Sam tested his limbs and movement rolling to his back. Looking straight up, Sam saw black smoke curling towards the high ceiling. Pain throbbed in his head as he tipped it back towards the source: the ex
