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A loud alarm sounded in the cabin and the Commander floated over to a console. He frowned and activated his microphone.
Houston, Atlantis, we show an object coming up from astern, distance 100 nautical miles and closing at 600 mph.
Atlantis, Houston. We not showing anything on our scope here.
Houston, Atlantis, activating rear cameras. Stand by for video feed.
Roger.
There was a moment of silence as everyone examined the monitors in growing confusion.
Houston, Commander McMonagle here. Have the Russians started skimping on their MIR program?
Atlantis, say again.
Houston, we're being overtaken by a lawn chair, came the sardonic reply. We can see it clearly in the telephoto view.
The speakers remained silent for a few minutes.
Atlantis, our experts down here don't agree with your assessment. They don't think it's a Russia lawn chair. Perhaps it's Chinese.
Commander McMonagle looked at shuttle pilot Curtis Brown and shook his head. Who knew NASA has experts on lawn chairs?
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R!
DOROTHY!
WAYNERIGHT!
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