B.R.T. 17.06 - Damned Lucky 

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 Wheeljack blinked.  Green.  Everything was green.  
 It had all been dark, just now, but it was all green.  
 Green and glowing...like everything was a detailed
 hard-light hologram on an oddly cheaped-out display.
 
 Then he realized...
 They were in the green star!

 The giant, violet, indescribable...thing...
 it had shot past them, and plowed straight into 
 the advancing timefront...destroying itself with
 a massive distortion release...throwing them
 straight into the Singularity.

 By rights, they should now be dead.  
 But they were not...

 They were worse.

 They had flown straight into hell...

 Wheeljack peered out the window, fearful of
 what he might see...

 and he saw, in the distance, in a clearing,
 a small and frail figure...a female...on the ground...
 surrounded by creatures...twisted and hideous...
 hesitant, but advancing...

 A green figure...
 The Green Lady!

 And there went the torpedoes...

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