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"
Mind
if
we
come
in
?
"
There
were
about
half
a
dozen
of
them
,
and
they
were
already
coming
in
.
They
all
wore
slightly
timeworn
ochre
overalls
,
flashed
with
too
many
company
sigils
.
My
hackles
rose
.
I
didn
’
t
really
like
the
way
they
were
barging
in
.
"
What
’
s
up
?
"
I
said
.
"
Where
are
we
?
"
"
Where
do
you
think
?
"
the
man
said
.
He
had
a
face
full
of
stubble
,
with
bad
yellow
teeth
.
I
was
impressed
by
that
.
Having
bad
teeth
took
a
lot
of
work
these
days
.
It
was
years
since
I
’
d
seen
anyone
who
had
the
same
dedication
to
the
art
.
"
I
’
m
really
hoping
you
’
re
not
going
to
tell
me
we
’
re
still
stuck
in
Arkangel
system
,
"
I
said
.
"
No
,
you
made
it
through
the
gate
.
"
"
And
?
"
"
There
was
a
screw
-
up
.
Routing
error
.
You
didn
’
t
pop
out
of
the
right
aperture
.
"
"
Oh
,
Christ
.
"
I
took
off
my
bib
cap
.
"
It
never
rains
.
Something
went
wrong
with
the
insertion
,
right
?
"
"
Maybe
.
Maybe
not
.
Who
knows
how
these
things
happen
?
All
we
know
is
you
aren
’
t
supposed
to
be
here
.
"
