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’
Hang
on
.
’
She
made
a
slight
adjustment
to
the
device
,
made
difficult
because
of
the
bulky
gloves
.
The
line
that
had
vanished
from
the
face
of
the
finder
reappeared
.
’
Lost
it
.
I
’
ve
got
it
again
.
’
’
Any
problems
?
’
A
distant
voice
sounded
in
their
helmets
.
Ash
was
voicing
concern
.
’
Nothing
major
,
’
Dallas
informed
him
.
He
turned
a
slow
circle
,
trying
to
locate
something
solid
within
the
storm
.
’
Still
a
lot
of
dust
and
wind
.
Starting
to
get
some
fade
on
the
finder
beam
.
We
lost
the
transmission
for
a
second
.
’
’
It
’
s
still
strong
back
here
.
’
Ash
checked
his
own
readouts
.
’
I
don
’
t
think
it
’
s
the
storm
.
You
might
be
entering
some
hilly
terrain
.
That
could
block
out
the
signal
.
Watch
yourselves
.
If
you
lose
it
and
can
’
t
regain
,
switch
the
finder
to
trace
my
channel
back
toward
the
ship
until
you
can
pick
up
the
transmission
again
.
Then
I
’
ll
try
to
direct
you
from
here
.
’
’
We
’
ll
keep
it
in
mind
,
but
so
far
that
’
s
not
necessary
.
We
’
ll
let
you
know
if
we
run
into
that
much
trouble
.
’
’
Check
.
Ash
out
.
’
It
was
quiet
again
.
They
moved
without
talking
through
the
dust
-
laden
,
orange
limbo
.
After
a
while
,
Lambert
stopped
.
’
Lose
it
again
?
’
Kane
asked
.
’
Nope
.
Change
of
direction
.
’
She
gestured
off
to
their
left
.
’
That
way
now
.
’
