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30673	Berry, Don	Sound of Terror			.txt	text/plain	3695	495	94	pre-dawn air was sharply cold, making Johnny Youngbear's face feel "Johnny?" said his wife hesitantly. Johnny watched it in silence for a moment, then turned his eyes up, to "Morning, Colonel," said Johnny, forcing his voice to be casual and "Morning, Colonel, yourself," said Mitch, looking up. Johnny stood and looked out the tiny window at the red-painted B-52. "Control," said a new voice, "This is Red Leader. "Altitude ..." said Mitch's voice, "40,000.... "That's all she wrote, Johnny," said Lambert, finally. Johnny looked absently out the window at the gleaming needle of Ship II word brought to Johnny's mind the wide-eyed pale face of Mitch's wife, "So?" Johnny said, still staring at the Ship. "Like Mitch's voice," Johnny admitted reluctantly. "Don't know," said Johnny shortly. "Don't have to," said Lambert, turning from the window. "Very," said Johnny. "Johnny," said the voice. "Sanity went, too, Johnny," said the man softly.	./cache/30673.txt	./txt/30673.txt