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PAGE TWENTY-FIVE (six panels)

Panel 1. From behind Vic's head, we see Nyrei addressing him. He is suspended by his ankles and wrists by vines from around the clearing. His head is supported by two other vines extending behind him.
NYREI: I WON'T LET YOU DIE, VICTOR.

Panel 2. From her POV, we see Vic turn his head in a vain attempt to not hear her. HIs eyes are closed and his mouth is shut as she continues to offer the leaf with a bit of water in it.
NYREI: YOU HAVE BEEN TO PLACES AND SEEN THINGS I CAN ONLY DREAM OF. I WOULD KNOW WHAT THEY ARE.
JARY (OP): Tell her, love.

Panel 3. Extreme close up as Vic turns his head and opens his eyes.
VIC (thought): Jary?

Panel 4. Jary stands on the edge of the clearing, her arms folded again, looking impatient with him.
JARY: She's held you a long time, now, Vic. If she wanted to kill you, she'd have done it by now.

Panel 5. Close up on her face, turning so she's seen in 3/4 profile.
JARY: Talk to her. Tell her stories. Then she'll let you go.

Panel 6. Jary turns to leave, looking back at him over her left shoulder, sad.
JARY: And then come find me AND our child. Unless you're more afraid of being with us than staying here.

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PAGE TWENTY-SIX (four panels)

Panel 1. Bird's-eye-view of Vic looking in the direction he heard Jary's voice.
VIC (whisper): Jary...

Panel 2. Moving to his side to get a full view of his face, his eyes closed again, and tears welling up at the corners.

Panel 3. Same view as panel 1, but Vic has turned his head to look at Nyrei.
VIC: I'd like to have that drink, if I may.

Panel 4. Vic is sitting on the ground, rubbing his wrists and looking at Nyrei. The vines lay loosely on the ground, too.
CAPTION: Evening.
VIC: Thank you, mistress. It's good to be down.
NYREI: I HAVE YOUR WORD YOU WON'T TRY TO ESCAPE?

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PAGE TWENTY-SEVEN (five panels)

Panel 1. Vic turns a bit away from her, staring at the ground, considering his words.
VIC: Your majesty...

Panel 2. He turns back to her, holding his head high.
VIC: ...You said you wanted to know what I do.
VIC: If I tell you all that I know, will you let me go, so I can get back to my family?

Panel 3. Nyrei seems please by this, her expression almost light and smiling.
NYREI: AN EQUITABLE TRADE, VICTOR. BUT IF YOU TRY TO RUN, OR IF I THINK YOU'RE HOLDING BACK---

Panel 4. From behind Nyrei, Vic tries to make himself comfortable in the grass, despite not having any clothes on.
NYREI: I WON'T BE MERCIFUL.
VIC: You have my WORD, Majesty.

Panel 5. A long shot of the clearing as Vic settles in to begin telling her stories.
VIC: Where should I start?

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PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT (five panels)

Panel 1. The silhouette of a hawk gildes over a stand of trees with the sun just above them, nearing sunset.

Panel 2. From the hawk's POV, we see the Isaac Clanton laying on the ground, broken in half and forming a kind of grotesque 'L' shape. There are still boxes and crates scattered in the wake of the crash, but foliage has begun to regrow, albeit slowly.

Panel 3. The hawk lands on the edge of the back half of the Ike.

Panel 4. The hawk has folded her wings and is looking around.

Panel 5. Close on the hawk's face, but not so much that the stand of trees behind the crash can't be seen as the hawk surveys the site further.

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PAGE TWENTY-NINE (five panels)

Panel 1. Looking down as Vic lays with his hands behind his head at Nyrei's base. Both creatures look relaxed. It's just about noontime, in terms of available light.
CAPTION: One hundred forty-seventh day.
NYREI: HOW DID YOU ESCAPE THE CREATURE?
VIC: Pure dumb luck.

Panel 2. Close on Vic, though he's not looking at her.
VIC: It followed me up the hill and slipped on the hard scrabble. Smashed its head in on the edge of a boulder.

Panel 3. From Vic's right as he pushes himself up to a reclining postion, bracing himself on his hands. Nyrei watches him.
VIC: My hover-bike was trashed and I had to walk back to the Ike .
VIC: Farah was fit to be tied.
NYREI: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? 'FIT TO BE TIED'?

Panel 4. From Nyrei's POV, looking down at Vic.
VIC: She was terribly worried. Frantic.

Panel 5. From Vic's POV, looking slightly askew at Nyrei. Her eyes narrow a bit.
NYREI: AH. ARE YOU FRANTIC, VICTOR?

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PAGE THIRTY (six panels)

Panel 1. The first of three panel across the top of the page. All shots of Vic's reaction here. In this one, he hasn't changed from the last we saw him, except to frown slightly.
VIC: Nyrei... I passed frantic some time ago.

Panel 2. He puts his right hand on his chest, as if trying to stifle heartburn, looking down at the ground. His eyes are still open, and he still frowns, though it's deepened a bit.
VIC: sigh

Panel 3. Vic's right hand goes to his forehead and his eyes close.
VIC: I'm desperate.

Panel 4. Vic has turned away from her to face the reader and is laying down, his right arm under his head for support. Nyrei frowns now, the same as Vic is doing. The forest is dim behind her and he is in shadow, as well.

Panel 5. Close on Nyrei.
NYREI: IS THERE SOMETHING YOU NEED, VICTOR?

Panel 6. Close on Vic as he turns only slightly to talk to her over his left shoulder.
VIC: I'm just tired, Nyrei. I need to sleep.

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PAGE THIRTY-ONE (five panels)

Panel 1. From behind Nyrei's left side, we see Vic's back as he's rolled away to go to sleep.

Panel 2. Changing POV again, we're in front of Nyrei, but focusing on her branches on her right side. The one branch that held the water previously shakes a little against the background of the other leaves.

Panel 3. From her POV, that branch has reached forward to cast a bit of it's shadow on Vic's back as he sleeps. It aims to touch him near his left shoulder.

Panel 4. Vic doesn't move, but this is a worm's-eye-view of him as his eyes are open and he looks sideways without turning his head.
VIC: Please DON'T, Nyrei.

Panel 5. Pulling back, we see Nyrei moving her branch back and frowning, her eyes narrow slits, his eyes closed.

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PAGE THIRTY-TWO (five panels)

Panel 1. Vic sits in the lower half of the panel, his arms wrapped around his knees, his hair and beard both very long. Some of his hair blows in the breeze and covers part of his face. What we can see of his face is gaunt from malnutrition and there are quite a few more wrinkles around his eyes. The forest is nearly dark, and he's not lit his camp light yet. He looks like he's deep in thought.
CAPTION: Two hundred twelfth day.
CAPTION: Twilight.

Panel 2. Nyrei looks concerned.
NYREI: NOTHING TO SAY TONIGHT?

Panel 3. Vic turns his head to address her directly.
VIC: I'm suddenly reminded of a young lady named Scheherazade.

Panel 4. Looking through Nyrei's branches at Vic, who's leaned back again, though his knees are still up, his elbows are bent because he's going to lay down.
VIC: She talked for a thousand and one nights in order to save her life.
VIC: Just like I'm doing here.

Panel 5. He's laying completely down on the ground, has turned his head to face her. He looks resigned to his fate.
VIC: I'm finished, Nyrei. I don't have anything left for you.

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PAGE THIRTY-THREE (four panels)

Panel 1. Bird's eye view of Vic laying down on the ground, his hands resting at his sides, like a corpse in a coffin. Nyrei is frowning at him, fuming.
VIC: You can kill me when you're ready.
VIC: I won't fight.

Panel 2. From Vic's right, we see him laying on the ground, his face peaceful, his eyes closed. Nyrei is fuming still. If she had teeth, they'd be gritted, her eyes are narrow slits of anger. The forest behind her is nearly black.
NYREI: DON'T PLAY THIS GAME, VICTOR!

Panel 3. From Nyrei's right side, she is shouting at himleaning forward slightly.
NYREI: YOU HAVE MORE! I KNOW YOU DO! TELL ME!!
VIC (OP): No, Nyrei!

Panel 4. He hasn't changed his position, but his eyes are open and he looks out of the sides of them at her.
VIC: I'm DONE with the stories! I'm not afraid of you any more!

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PAGE THIRTY-FOUR (three panels)

Panel 1. A half-page panel as Nyrei picks up Vic by his left wrist and ankle. She's enraged, and his body goes limp as a rag doll. There are little white explosions in her eyes and her mouth is huge as she screams at him.
NYREI: I CAN TEAR YOU APART , HUMAN! DO NOT TOY WITH ME!
VIC: I need to go home! I need to be with my wife and my child!

Panel 2. From Vic's POV, close on Nyrei's eyes, the explosions of white are getting slightly bigger, becoming more dramatic.
NYREI: I AM THIS WORLD!
NYREI: YOUR PEOPLE LIVE ON MY SKIN LIKE PARASITES!

Panel 3. From Nyrei's POV, as Vic hangs helpless in the air before her. He's resigned to his fate, one way or another.
VIC: Kill me then.
VIC: YOU WOULD DESTROY ME IF GIVEN THE CHANCE!

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PAGE THIRTY-FIVE (four panels)

(All of these panels are as tall as the page and divided into equal parts. )
Panel 1. Worm's eye view of the hawk in flight with clouds in the sky behind her.

Panel 2. From just above the hawk's head, we see that she's looking down at the ground, which is grassland at this point.

Panel 3. The top of the panel is the edge of the forest where Vic has been. There's a trail of crushed grass leading down to the bottom third of the panel, where Vic lays in a fetal position, his backpack near to him.

Panel 4. The hawk lands.

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PAGE THIRTY-SIX (eight panels)

Panel 1. Close on Vic here. He's in the fetal positon and his eyes are squeezed painfully shut. The tops of his knees obscure the bottom half of his face. His hair is longer still.
CAPTION: Two hundred ninetieth day.
VIC: huh huh huh huh huh

Panel 2. From just behind Vic's head, we see the hawk has landed in the grass, which is just about up to her shoulders. She's probably twenty feet from him.
VIC: huh huh huh huh huh

Panel 3. Close on the hawk's eyes as she looks at him, like he might be lunch if he'd just die. Her eyes are squinted, slightly.

Panel 4. Same shot, but her eyes have widened in a most human way.

Panel 5. From up above, Vic is still curled tightly. If we can covey him rocking back and forth, I'd like to see that, but I don't know how to do it. The hawk should be in the frame.
VIC: huh huh huh
FARAH (OP): Victor?
VIC: huh huh huh

Panel 6. Close again on the hawk (which we now reveal is Farah, somehow) as it opens its mouth to either take a bite of him or screech.
FARAH: VICTOR!

Panel 7. She's close to his face and trying to look into his eyes.
FARAH: Vic, it's Farah... Can you hear me?

Panel 7. Vic lashes out with his left hand, swinging it at the hawk. She spreads her wings to fly away from him so he won't hurt her.
VIC (SHOUTING): NYAAAGH!

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PAGE THIRTY-SEVEN (five panels)

Panel 1. Farah (the hawk) is standing a good ten feet from him again, in the grass. He's resumed his fetal position.
FARAH: If you hear me, I'm going back to Sagan for help.
FARAH: They've given up, so it'll take a couple of days. You need to hang on, Vic. I'm sorry.

Panel 2. Vic has a moment of seeming lucidity here as he looks up. His eyes look almost dead and his face is terribly thin.
VIC: I'm done with the stories. Kill me. I won't fight you.

Panel 3. Pulling back as Farah takes wing and Vic has resumed his position again. The forest behind him seems to close in together.
VIC: huh huh huh huh huh huh
FARAH: I'll be back as soon as I can.

Panel 4. The sun beats down mercilessly with a couple of clouds floating nearby.

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PAGE THIRTY-EIGHT (five panels)

Panel 1. The two moons of the planet are high in the midnight sky, along with stars. The large moon is in half phase, the smaller in 3/4 phase.
CAPTION: "Vic."

Panel 2. Vic is still in his fetal postion, light by the twin moons. His hands are over his ears.
JARY: Vic!
VIC: huh huh no. huh huh

Panel 3. Jary is trying to soothe him, is putting her right hand on his head, trying to stroke his hair. She looks the same as we last saw her.
JARY: Victor Sommer, snap out of it! You need to get out of the open. The sun will cook you tomorrow if you don't!
VIC: huh Not the trees, Jary --- I CAN'T!

Panel 4. He seems to have calmed somewhat as she continues to rest her hand on the left side of his head. His eyes are still closed and the trees behind are ominous in the background. She is sitting on her knees next to him, and looking to her left. Her body faces him.
JARY: Not the trees, love.
JARY: No, those rocks will be fine.

Panel 5. About a hundred yards from where Vic lays, are some boulders that are jutting from the ground at about a 50o angle. They form a kind of natural lean-to with grass all around them. She's leaning in to talk to him and pointing at the rocks.
JARY: They're a natural shelter. You'll be okay there.

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PAGE THRITY-NINE (six panels)

Panel 1. Vic begins to drag himself, on hands and knees, across the grass. He's pulling his backpack with it's strap wrapped around his ankle. There's dew on the grass.
CAPTION: Morning.
CAPTION (NYREI): "YOU WOULD DESTROY ME! YOUR KIND HAVE TRIED BEFORE!"

Panel 2. Vic is crawling behind the rocks, dragging his pack along.
CAPTION (VIC): "Then KILL me, Nyrei! So I don't bring anyone BACK!"

Panel 3. Vic rests against the cool side of the rock. He's in the shade, finally.
CAPTION (NYREI): "WHY DO YOU WANT TO DIE?"

Panel 4. From his left side, the sun is partially obscured by the rocks' angle. From this view, we can see some mountains in the far distance.
CAPTION (VIC): "I WANT to be with my family. So either let me go, or kill me."

Panel 5. Bird's eye view of Vic resting in the shade of the rocks.
CAPTION (VIC): "I'm not afraid any more. Of you OR them. I'm done here."

Panel 6. Vic is laying down, his head on his pack. He looks like he might be dead, or just asleep.
CAPTION (NYREI): "GO THEN. YOU WON'T SURVIVE WITHOUT ME.
CAPTION (NYREI): "YOU OR YOUR PEOPLE."

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PAGE FORTY (three panels)

Panel 1. Vic's POV. Black with a blistering sun silhouetting Farah's hawk form.
CAPTION: Three hundred second day.

Panel 2. Five indistinct figures are visible through the heat haze. It's actually four riders and five horses coming up to Vic on the grassland.

Panel 3. Two of the horses are grazing close to two other figures. The closer figure is indistinct in whether it's a man or a woman. The same with the farther figure, although it seems to have two heads. One is actually Farah having landed on the second figure's shoulder. The closer figure is reaching to the bottom of the panel, towards Vic, who can't be seen. All these shapes are hazy and silhouetted to Vic.
FARAH: Is he still alive?
CLOSE FIGURE: Just barely. Still breathing, anyway. Bring me the water.

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PAGE FORTY-ONE (five panels)

Panel 1. A young male (HENRY REDFORD) and older female (JANET TASCHNER) doctors are standing at Vic's bedside. Vic is laying in the bed, clean shaven and his hair cut as when we first saw him. The creases at his eyes are deep and there are more lines around his mouth and on his forehead. The room is a hospital room, but the walls are painted a light solid color and several pictures hang about the room. The young doctor has a goatee and wears small rectangular shaped glasses. The woman has short hair in an easy to keep style. Both are wearing white lab coats and dressed in button down shirts and jeans. There's a lamp close by Vic's bed.
CAPTION: Three hundred fortieth day.
CAPTION: Cadeuceus Healing Agency. City of Sagan.
JANET: How is he, Henry?

Panel 2. Henry turns to his right to address her directly while she studies Vic's chart.
HENRY: Vitals are good, Janet. Brain activity is way up over the last twelve hours.
HENRY: All indications are that he's on his way back.
JANET: How long was he out there?

Panel 3. Looking down from the ceiling, Vic lays in the bed, looking healthier than last we saw him at the rocks.
HENRY (OP): Standard year and a half. Eleven months, local.
HENRY (OP): They found him severely dehydrated, sunburned and malnourished. He's lucky to be alive.

Panel 4. Janet hands Henry the chart and both of them look him over in the bed again.
JANET: Let me know if anything changes, then, Henry.
JANET: I'll go talk to his wife.

Panel 5. Janet stands in another, larger, room that could double for a comfortably plush living room with a fireplace. We're looking at her from behind the divan where Jary is sitting, though we can only see the back of her head.
JANET: Mrs. Sommer? I'm Dr. Taschner. Can I get you anything?
JARY: No thank you, doctor. How's Vic?

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PAGE FORTY-TWO (five panels)

Panel 1. Janet sits down next to Jary, on her right. Jary looks anxiously at the doctor, but Janet is calm and smiling.
JANET: We don't see any significant brain damage, though he'll spend some time in pyhsical therapy.
JANET: He's not awake, yet, but we think he'll be going home soon after he does. Anyway, there's no reason he can't.

Panel 2. Close on Jary as she begins to cry out of happiness.
JANET (OP): We think you ought to be there when he wakes.
JARY: Can I go now?

Panel 3. Vic is still in the hospital bed, unconscious. Jary is asleep near his left hand. The room is dark as a hospital room ever gets. Her right hand rests in his upturned left.
CAPTION: Three hundred forty-fifth night.

Panel 4. Close-up as Vic's hand suddenly grips hers.
VIC: ...

Panel 5. Jary wakes up and sees his hand strangling hers.
VIC (whisper): juh
JARY: Vic?

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PAGE FORTY-THREE (six panels)

Panel 1. Close on Vic from Jary's POV. His eyes are barely open, but he's looking right at her.
VIC (whisper): juh jary?
VIC: i... is it... REALLY you?

Panel 2. She's sitting on the edge of the bed and leaning over so that she can hug him tight. His hands are weak, but making an effort to hug her back.

Panel 3. Jary is pushing Vic in a wheelchair down a dirt path in a lush garden with park benches strategically placed. Both are wearing t-shirts and jeans.
CAPTION: Three hundred fifty local days after Vic's crash landing.
JARY: They found your ship about two months after left it.
JARY: Farah did her best to help them look for you and continued even after the search was called off. They said you'd probalby been eaten by a Peckin.

Panel 4. Close on the two of them. Jary is looking where she's driving and Vic is doing his best to look at her when he talks to her.
VIC: So what happened at Heinlein?
JARY: A meteor. Only a few people lived there when it hit.

Panel 5. Jary looks down at him, a bit sad while telling him the story.
JARY: It seems the town was built on a magnetic monopole. When the power plant went online, everything failed catasrophically. Lots of people died. The theory is that the meteor was attracted to the monopole.

Panel 6. Vic turns stoic, sitting in the chair.
VIC: What about our son?
JARY (OP): Paul and I moved on with the crowds. To Sagan.

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PAGE FORTY-FOUR (five panels)

Panel 1. They continue through the garden, with Jary and Vic both somber, not wanting to look at each other.
JARY: It was a hard winter. Thank god it only happens every three standard years. There was nothing I could do, though, Vic. He wasn't strong enough.

Panel 2. Vic turns to look at her the best he can, and puts his left hand awkwardly over hers.
VIC: I'm sure you did everything I would've. You kept ME alive out there, Jary.
VIC: I wish I'd been smarter. I'm sorry it took me so long to get back.

Panel 3. Jary has crouched down next to him and has her arm around his shoulders. He's frstrated and starting to cry. She's understanding and trying to comfort him.
VIC: I'm a FOOL, Jary. For EVER leaving you.
VIC: Can you forgive me?
JARY: Only if you promise NEVER to do it again.

Panel 4. He looks at her and smiles, tears streaking his face.

Panel 5. They hug awkwardly, she still crouching. The park is beautifully lit with sunlight.

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PAGE FORTY-FIVE (six panels)

Panel 1. Vic kisses Jary on the cheek. She's changed her hairstyle to match Farah's, and is wearing a tank top and a necklace with a gem of some kind on it. He's wearing a workshirt that's got sweat stains on it. In the background is a couch, a video set of some kind and stacks of cardboard boxes marked with legends like "bathroom", "bedroom", "study". They're moving soon.
CAPTION: Epilogue.
CAPTION: Six months later.
JARY: SO, how was your last physical therapy?
VIC: Clean bill of health for the old man.

Panel 2. Only from the shoulders up, she looks longingly at him, smiling. His eyes reflect a bit of surprise.
JARY: Not that you act your age. Which pleases ME no end.

Panel 3. Focusing only on him for a moment, his surprise has turned to consternation and a frown.
JARY (OP): What? What's wrong?

Panel 4. His POV of her. She's surprised and worried.
VIC (OP): Did you DO something to your hair?
JARY: Tanya cut it while you were gone. You like it?

Panel 5. He's withdrawing from her, seriously thinking about what he sees. She wants to reach out to him, help him through whatever it is that's going on.
VIC: I don't know.
JARY: Vic?

Panel 6. In the extreme foreground, Vic has turned his back to her and seems to think he's going to be superior to her. She's resigned to telling him her secret, but she doesn't like it.
VIC: When were you going to tell me?

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PAGE FORTY-SIX (five panels)

Panel 1. Close on her. She's trying to keep her pride.
JARY: I don't know. Whenever the time was right, I suppose.

Panel 2. He's turned back to her, but he's crossed his arms and is getting a little angry. She's not taking a defensive posture, but she's not shrinking from his anger, either.
VIC: Were you going to wait until we got off-planet? Or longer?
VIC: Just WHEN were you going to tell me?

Panel 3. She works up a bit of indignant defiance her, concentrated in her eyes. Close-up.
JARY: You were willing to go along and let it be, so I let you be that way.
JARY: I'd NEVER seen you so carefree in all our years together. You were HAPPY!

Panel 4. Vic stands alone in the middle of the room, in front of a stack of boxes marked for the bedroom.
VIC: Yeah, I WAS happy. And I suppose I really DID know.
VIC: But when I saw you just now --- I ---

Panel 5. Jary stands in front of boxes marked for the study. She's holding her left hand to her stomach, and is patiently going to explain everything to him.
VIC (OP): I realized I need to know what happened to her. Please tell me, Farah.
JARY/FARAH: sigh. When Paul died, Vic, Jary just ---GAVE up. She just stopped.

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PAGE FORTY-SEVEN (five panels)

Panel 1. (Begin a flashback here... )In the extreme foreground, Jary is laying in bed, nude, her hair a dirty, tangled mess. Behind her, a man in a heavy fur coat and hat that are covered with snow is opening the door to her bedroom.
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "Phil Carrey found her in her bed, naked and shivering. Her eyes were wide open, but there was NOTHING behind them. Her body was close to giving up, too."

Panel 2. Jary is laying in a hospital bed much like the one Vic just got out of.
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "Wherever she went, she never came back. They kept her on life support 'til you could come back."

Panel 3. The shadowy figure from the Ike, when Farah was ready to defend her home, is actually a black man with bright eyes and a wide smile. He's sitting in the pilot's chair looking right at the reader.
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "A geological survey team found ME."
MAN: I'm Ty Williams. We're investigating the magnetic phenomena around here. Can you travel?

Panel 4. Close up of a doctor in scrubs, mask and goggles.
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "I got transplanted into the syntho hawk so I could help search for you."

Panel 5. Farah the hawk is flying off while a suit from Adam Corp is shouting after her while holding his left hand with his right, in obvious pain.
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "Adam Corp. called off the search and declared you dead. All nice and legal.
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "I refused to STOP and they let me go free and clear."

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PAGE FORTY-EIGHT (six panels)

(Three tiers here: top is three, middle is two and bottom is one.)
Panel 1. (Still in flashback) Vic on the day he was found, his eyes closed and his hair as dirty and tangled as Jary's was on page 47.
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "I was so glad I found you. I DIED having to leave you there to go for help."

Panel 2. The suit from Adam Corp is standing in front of Farah as a hawk as she sits on a perch. He's terribly unhappy and fumes almost uncontrollably.
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "Adam Corp. was eager to avoid any problems with you being dead and then alive, so they paid out your pension..."

Panel 3. A doctor is bending over Jary's body on an operating table. (Flashback ends here. )
CAP (JARY/FARAH): "AND they paid to transplant me, again. Saving MORE long term money in lawsuits."

Panel 4. Jary has gotten very close to Vic, and put her left hand on his heart. He look pained, and she looks very, very sad.
JARY: She was gone before you ever got close, Vic. If there'd been a chance to save her, I would have seen to it when I got here.
JARY: I've loved you for so LONG. Can you see that?

Panel 5. Vic has taken a step back and begins crying again. Jary wants to reach out to him again, but is unsure what to do.
VIC: I was so afraid to come back. To settle down, to lose everything I'd known for thirty years.
VIC: I believe you, Farah.

Panel 6. He drops to his knees and hugs her waist. She stands looking down at him, stroking his hair as he cries into her thigh.
VIC: I love you, too. I always have.
VIC: Please stay with me. Please. Please.

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