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          sconosciuta - 09/06/2396 ore 11.08<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Il
        portello non si aprì.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Il
        giovane ufficiale della sicurezza
        battè le palpebre stupito e tentò di nuovo.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Il
        portello rimase ostinatamente chiuso.
        <o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
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    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Ah,
        Signore?"<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
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    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Riccardi
        e Claire si voltarono nello
        stesso istante. Il ragazzo parve confuso solo per un istante poi
        si rivolse ad
        entrambi.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Il
        portello è bloccato. Non riesco
        ad aprirlo."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Bloccato?"
        Claire aggrottò le
        sopracciglia e gettò un'occhiata fulminante al portello come se
        la colpa fosse
        interamente sua. "Bloccato da cosa?"<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Karana
        la sorpassò rapidamente e si
        avvicinò al portello mentre il giovane ufficiale si scansava. "I
        comandi
        non rispondono. E' strano, prima funzionava perfettamente." Si
        raddrizzò,
        gettandosi un'occhiata intorno.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"E'
        possibile che sia stato
        danneggiato mentre ispezionavamo la nave?" domandò il primo
        ufficiale.
        "Un calo di energia o qualcosa del genere. Dopotutto, la nave ha
        cent'anni."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Karana
        la guardò per un istante poi
        tornò a chinarsi sul pannello. Infilò le unghie sotto la lastra
        di copertura e
        la staccò dalla parete, esaminando rapidamente l'interno. "No,
        non sembra
        danneggiato. E' più come se qualcuno avesse inserito un codice
        di blocco."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Ma
        la nave è deserta."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Per
        questo è strano."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Riccardi,
        in piedi tra la squadra e il
        corridoio, fece segno ai due ufficiali della sicurezza di
        disporsi intorno al
        portello. "Forse la nave non è poi così vuota. Possiamo aprirlo
        manualmente?"<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Karana
        annuì. "Se il sistema di
        apertura non è danneggiato..."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">L'uomo
        si voltò appena, in modo da poter
        tenere d'occhio tutte le diramazioni del corridoio che
        confluivano in quel
        punto. La nave era sembrata completamente vuota ma il suo
        istinto gli aveva sin
        da subito trasmesso un fremito, una sorta di allarme rosso
        interno sviluppato
        in anni di vita nello spazio, relazioni con ferengi dediti al
        contrabbando e
        battaglie. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Qualcosa
        non andava, lo avvertiva come
        un formicolio dietro la nuca. Come quando ci si sente addosso lo
        sguardo di
        qualcuno. Si sentiva osservato, ecco, osservato dalle paratie,
        dai pannelli,
        dalle luci. E ora il portello rifiutava di aprirsi.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">L'intera
        faccenda ricordava a Claire i
        film dell'orrore di pessima qualità che aveva visto in passato.
        Una vecchia
        nave che riappare dal nulla, completamente deserta, la presenza
        inquietante di
        un odio profondo avvertibile solo in via telepatica e ora i
        portelli che si rifiutavano
        di aprirsi come se la nave volesse trattenerli al suo interno.
        Mancava solo un
        bel fantasma. Anche un bambino agghiacciante, possibilmente
        pallido come un
        cadavere, sarebbe andato bene.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Claire
        estrasse il tricorder, mentre la Vok
        lavorava sullo sblocco manuale e Riccardi disponeva i suoi
        intorno a loro.
        Avviò una nuova scansione alla ricerca di forme di vita e ancora
        una volta non
        rilevò nulla. Lo chiuse con uno scatto del polso. C'erano decide
        di possibili
        spiegazioni del fatto che, se c'era davvero qualcuno a bordo,
        questi non fosse
        rilevabile. Era dall'età di otto anni che aveva un'opinione
        molto precisa su
        fantasmi e simili. Quello che la preoccupava era altro.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Signore,"
        cominciò parlando
        nel canale di comunicazione aperto con DS16. "Abbiamo un
        problema nel
        rientrare alla navetta. Non riusciamo ad aprire il portello."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">=^=
        Un malfunzionamento? =^= La voce di
        Shran le arrivò chiara attraverso il comunicatore.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Non
        lo sappiamo. E' possibile.
        Stiamo tentando di aprirlo manualmente, non dovrebbe volerci
        molto."
        Un'occhiata di Karana glielo confermò.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">=^=
        Va bene. Avvertiteci non appena
        siete a bordo. Non abbiamo più molto tempo. =^=<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Sì,
        Signore."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Riccardi
        disse qualcosa, ma Claire non
        lo sentì. La sua voce venne coperta da un rumore metallico,
        forte e vicino,
        come una sbarra di metallo che batte su una ringhiera.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Tutti
        si zittirono e l'intera squadra si
        voltò nella direzione della svolta del corridoio da cui era
        arrivato il suono.
        Nessuno parlò.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Riccardi
        e Drillrush si scambiarono
        un'occhiata, poi l'uomo fece segno ai suoi di rimanere in
        posizione e si avviò
        silenziosamente verso l'angolo del corridoio. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Claire
        arretrò appena verso Karana e si
        chinò leggermente su di lei.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Avverte
        qualcosa?" le
        domandò.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">La
        donna, le mani ancora affondate nel
        pannello divelto, scosse la testa.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Riccardi
        continuò ad avanzare. Anche a
        lui tutta la faccenda ricordava nettamente un film dell'orrore.
        E le leggi che
        regolano l'andamento degli eventi nelle astronavi fantasma da
        incubo impongono
        che la scoperta della fonte del rumore sia un momento di orrore
        assoluto. Lui
        non credeva davvero che dietro l'angolo ci potesse essere un
        fantasma, uno
        zombie o un'entità demoniaca. Ma non escludeva affatto che ci
        potesse essere
        comunque qualcuno deciso ad ucciderlo. Si appiattì contro la
        parete, il phaser
        in pugno. Prese un respiro profondo. Fece un passo avanti.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Non
        c'era nulla. Il corridoio era
        perfettamente deserto, se si escludevano i cadaveri sparsi in
        abbondanza, e
        assolutamente identico a quando lo avevano percorso in direzione
        opposta per
        tornare al portello. Si concesse un sospiro e si rilassò appena,
        voltandosi per
        tornare indietro. Fu allora che sentì l'urlo.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><b
        style="mso-bidi-font-weight:
        normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman","serif"">Nave
          sconosciuta - Contemporaneamente<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Karana
        riprese a respirare, tossì sul
        pavimento e aprì gli occhi. L'ondata di emozioni era stata così
        forte e
        improvvisa che, malgrado il suo addestramento, non aveva reagito
        in tempo. Era
        stata letteralmente sopraffatta, sommersa come da un fiume in
        piena. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Aveva
        sentito un rumore di passi, un
        urlo, poi più nulla.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Con
        calma si mise a sedere e si guardò
        intorno. Si trovava ancora in corridoio, accanto al portello di
        accesso, sempre
        chiuso. Non c'era nessun altro, o almeno nessuno che lei potesse
        vedere o
        percepire. L'unica cosa che avvertiva era l'ondata d'odio che
        l'aveva sommersa
        così violentemente, ora affievolita e decisamente più
        sopportabile, ma ancora
        presente.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Drillrush,
        Riccardi e i due uomini della
        sicurezza avrebbero dovuto essere lì, ma non c'erano. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Karana
        si alzò in piedi e si guardò
        intorno, in cerca di una traccia, un qualsiasi indizio su dove
        potessero essere
        finiti i suoi compagni. Non riusciva a immaginare il motivo per
        cui potessero
        esserne andati di loro spontanea volontà, lasciandola sola. Ma
        su quella nave
        non c'era nessuno. E se anche ci fosse stato qualcuno, per quale
        motivo lei era
        rimasta lì?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Prese
        il tricorder e avviò una scansione
        cercando forme di vita umane.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Non
        trovò nulla.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><b
        style="mso-bidi-font-weight:
        normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman","serif"">DS16
          - Sala controllo - Contemporaneamente<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Shran
        protese le antenne verso lo
        schermo su cui era ancora inquadrata la nave romulana. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Il
        rapporto del suo primo ufficiale non
        lo aveva colto di sorpresa. Il canale aperto gli aveva
        consentito di ascoltare
        la metà della conversazione pronunciata dalla Drillrush e la
        risposta di
        Riccardi, mentre la parte della Vok era risultata bassa e
        incomprensibile
        attraverso il canale. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Non
        lo aveva sorpreso, tuttavia lo aveva
        preoccupato. Voleva la squadra di sbarco fuori dal vascello il
        prima possibile
        così da poter agganciare la nave con il raggio traente e
        metterla in sicurezza
        al più presto, qualunque cosa fosse accaduto e qualunque cosa
        fosse rimasta a
        bordo.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Continuò
        ad ascoltare le voci che
        venivano dall'altro capo, finchè improvvisamente tacquero tutte.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">L'andoriano
        drizzò leggermente le
        antenne. Il silenzio si prolungò per qualche minuto e anche
        Durani alzò la
        testa dalla sua consolle. Lei e la Keane si scambiarono
        un'occhiata, ma Shran
        resistette all'impulso di chiedere un rapporto. Naturalmente se
        si fosse
        verificata la necessità di non fare rumore la Drillrush avrebbe
        semplicemente escluso
        il canale dalla sua parte, ma qualcosa, forse un istinto
        improvviso, lo indusse
        comunque a tacere. Gli altri presenti lo imitarono. Nessuno
        disse nulla, in
        attesa.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Poi,
        qualcuno dall'altra parte urlò.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Rapporto!"<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Non
        ricevette risposta. Si voltò
        automaticamente verso Durani e la Keane. "Tirateli fuori." <o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Il
        suo sguardo tornò allo schermo.
        "Drillrush, rapporto!"<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">Era
        stata lei ad urlare? A Shran era
        parso di sì, ma non ne era certo.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif""><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Signore,
        abbiamo perso il
        segnale!" Le dita di Durani si mossero rapidamente sulla
        consolle nel
        tentativo di ripristinare il collegamento.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Anche
        qui, non riesco ad
        agganciarli." Tara fece una pausa, osservando sconcertata i
        propri dati.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
    <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify"><span
        style="font-size:12.0pt;
        font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"">"Signore,"
        si inserì Durani.
        "Non rilevo più i segni vitali della squadra."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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    <div class="moz-cite-prefix">Il 16/06/2016 18:56, Capitano Shran ha
      scritto:<br>
    </div>
    <blockquote
cite="mid:CAO0t4ZDoETUMf_3hMz0iyQRTtiqOD9SfZmv4jK3YWT7PxaO9cA@mail.gmail.com"
      type="cite">
      <div dir="ltr">Brano molto molto bello! Mi è piaciuta molto
        l'atmosfera data alla nave...
        <div>Io comunque, anche solo una frasetta la
          aggiungerei...giusto per non dimenticarci che c'erano dei
          morti... se vuoi, mi mandi il pezzo e modifico tutto quando
          metterò il brano on line.. :)</div>
        <div><br>
        </div>
        <div>Ottimo lavoro!</div>
        <div><br>
        </div>
        <div>Ileana</div>
        <div><br>
        </div>
      </div>
      <div class="gmail_extra"><br clear="all">
        <div>
          <div class="gmail_signature" data-smartmail="gmail_signature">
            <div dir="ltr">
              <div>======================================<br>
                Capitano Shran<br>
                DeepSpace16Gamma<br>
                 ======================================<br>
                Email: <a moz-do-not-send="true"
                  href="mailto:cap.shran@gmail.com" target="_blank">cap.shran@gmail.com</a><br>
                Starfleet Italy: <a moz-do-not-send="true"
                  href="http://starfleetitaly.it/starfleetitaly/main.php"
                  target="_blank">http://starfleetitaly.it/starfleetitaly/main.php</a><br>
                DS16Gamma: <a moz-do-not-send="true"
href="http://www.starfleetitaly.it/starfleetitaly/fleetyards/DS16Gamma/main.php"
                  target="_blank">http://www.starfleetitaly.it/starfleetitaly/fleetyards/DS16Gamma/main.php</a><br>
                CV: <a moz-do-not-send="true"
href="http://starfleetitaly.it/starfleetitaly/academy/ruolino_servizio.php?id=199"
                  target="_blank">http://starfleetitaly.it/starfleetitaly/academy/ruolino_servizio.php?id=199</a><br>
                Skype: dolcevoloo<br>
                ======================================<br>
                "Occhio per occhio, ed il mondo  diventa cieco.."</div>
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        <br>
        <div class="gmail_quote">Il giorno 16 giugno 2016 18:38,
          Maddalena <span dir="ltr"><<a moz-do-not-send="true"
              href="mailto:vampitrill@gmail.com" target="_blank">vampitrill@gmail.com</a>></span>
          ha scritto:<br>
          <blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0 0 0
            .8ex;border-left:1px #ccc solid;padding-left:1ex">
            <div text="#000000" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"> Sono contenta che vi
              sia piaciuto.<br>
              In realtà i cadaveri me li ero proprio scordati.
              Rileggendolo dopo che me l'avete fatto notare non mi
              sembrava comunque troppo sbagliato, nel senso che io l'ho
              sempre inteso come deserto di persone vive. Però l'ho
              scritto io, per cui è ovvio che a me sembri chiaro. Se non
              si capisce lo cambio, non c'è nessun problema. Aggiungo un
              accenno agli agghiaccianti cadaveri sparsi.
              <div>
                <div class="h5"><br>
                  <br>
                  <div>Il 16/06/2016 16:07, Monica Miodini ha scritto:<br>
                  </div>
                  <blockquote type="cite">
                    <div
style="font-size:12pt;color:#000000;background-color:#ffffff;font-family:Calibri,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif">
                      <p>Concordo con Franco, il brano è angosciante al
                        punto giusto, ma effettivamente sembrano spariti
                        anche tutti i cadaveri che avevo lasciato
                        disseminati qua e là!</p>
                      <p>ma credo basterebbe aggiungere una frase del
                        tipo" vuota, a parte i cadaveri dell'equipaggio
                        romulano."</p>
                      <p>e così ci siamo giocati primo Ufficiale capo
                        della Sicurezza e Ingegnere Capo in un colpo
                        solo!</p>
                      <p>Brava Maddy</p>
                      <p><br>
                      </p>
                      <br>
                      <br>
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                        <div dir="ltr"><font style="font-size:11pt"
                            color="#000000" face="Calibri, sans-serif"><b>Da:</b>
                            Stml21 <a moz-do-not-send="true"
                              href="mailto:stml21-bounces@gioco.net"
                              target="_blank"><stml21-bounces@gioco.net></a>
                            per conto di Franco Carretti <a
                              moz-do-not-send="true"
                              href="mailto:rogal_dothrak@mail.com"
                              target="_blank"><a class="moz-txt-link-rfc2396E" href="mailto:rogal_dothrak@mail.com"><rogal_dothrak@mail.com></a></a><br>
                            <b>Inviato:</b> giovedì 16 giugno 2016 14.08<br>
                            <b>A:</b> <a moz-do-not-send="true"
                              href="mailto:stml21@gioco.net"
                              target="_blank">stml21@gioco.net</a><br>
                            <b>Oggetto:</b> Re: [Stml21] [18.02 -
                            Drillrush - La nave vuota]</font>
                          <div> </div>
                        </div>
                        <div>
                          <div
                            style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:12.0px">
                            <div>
                              <div>Molto inquietante, mi piace. Solo un
                                appunto, nel precedente brano la nave
                                era si vuota, ma con cadaveri
                                mumificati, qui sembra invece che sia
                                vuota vuota. E' un impressione mia?
                                Potrebbe andare bene lo stesso?</div>
                              <div> </div>
                              <div>Comunque bel brano</div>
                              <div> 
                                <div name="quote" style="margin:10px 5px
                                  5px 10px;padding:10px 0 10px
                                  10px;border-left:2px solid
                                  #c3d9e5;word-wrap:break-word">
                                  <div style="margin:0 0 10px 0"><b>Sent:</b> Thursday,

                                    June 16, 2016 at 1:51 PM<br>
                                    <b>From:</b> Maddalena <a
                                      moz-do-not-send="true"
                                      href="mailto:vampitrill@gmail.com"
                                      target="_blank"><a class="moz-txt-link-rfc2396E" href="mailto:vampitrill@gmail.com"><vampitrill@gmail.com></a></a><br>
                                    <b>To:</b> "Deep Space 16 Gamma" <a
                                      moz-do-not-send="true"
                                      href="mailto:stml21@gioco.net"
                                      target="_blank"><a class="moz-txt-link-rfc2396E" href="mailto:stml21@gioco.net"><stml21@gioco.net></a></a><br>
                                    <b>Subject:</b> [Stml21] [18.02 -
                                    Drillrush - La nave vuota]</div>
                                  <div name="quoted-content">
                                    <div
                                      style="background-color:rgb(255,255,255)">Ecco

                                      il mio brano. Spero vi piaccia ;-)<br>
                                      Non conosco ancora bene i
                                      personaggi, per cui se trovate
                                      qualcosa che calza poco ditemelo
                                      che provvediamo.<br>
                                      <br>
                                      Maddy<br>
                                      <br>
.............................................................<br>
                                       
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><b><span
                                            style="font-size:12.0pt">Nave
                                            sconosciuta - 09/06/2396 ore
                                            11.08</span></b></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><b><span
                                            style="font-size:12.0pt"> </span></b></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Il
                                          portello non si aprì.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Il
                                          giovane ufficiale della
                                          sicurezza battè le palpebre
                                          stupito e tentò di nuovo.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Il
                                          portello rimase ostinatamente
                                          chiuso. </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Ah,
                                          Signore?"</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Riccardi
                                          e Claire si voltarono nello
                                          stesso istante. Il ragazzo
                                          parve confuso solo per un
                                          istante poi si rivolse ad
                                          entrambi.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Il
                                          portello è bloccato. Non
                                          riesco ad aprirlo."</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Bloccato?"
                                          Claire aggrottò le
                                          sopracciglia e gettò
                                          un'occhiata fulminante al
                                          portello come se la colpa
                                          fosse interamente sua.
                                          "Bloccato da cosa?"</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Karana
                                          la sorpassò rapidamente e si
                                          avvicinò al portello mentre il
                                          giovane ufficiale si scansava.
                                          "I comandi non rispondono. E'
                                          strano, prima funzionava
                                          perfettamente." Si raddrizzò,
                                          gettandosi un'occhiata
                                          intorno.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"E'
                                          possibile che sia stato
                                          danneggiato mentre
                                          ispezionavamo la nave?"
                                          domandò il primo ufficiale.
                                          "Un calo di energia o qualcosa
                                          del genere. Dopotutto, la nave
                                          ha cent'anni."</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Karana
                                          la guardò per un istante poi
                                          tornò a chinarsi sul pannello.
                                          Infilò le unghie sotto la
                                          lastra di copertura e la
                                          staccò dalla parete,
                                          esaminando rapidamente
                                          l'interno. "No, non sembra
                                          danneggiato. E' più come se
                                          qualcuno avesse inserito un
                                          codice di blocco."</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Ma la
                                          nave è deserta."</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Per
                                          questo è strano."</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Riccardi,
                                          in piedi tra la squadra e il
                                          corridoio, fece segno ai due
                                          ufficiali della sicurezza di
                                          disporsi intorno al portello.
                                          "Forse la nave non è poi così
                                          vuota. Possiamo aprirlo
                                          manualmente?"</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Karana
                                          annuì. "Se il sistema di
                                          apertura non è danneggiato..."</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">L'uomo
                                          si voltò appena, in modo da
                                          poter tenere d'occhio tutte le
                                          diramazioni del corridoio che
                                          confluivano in quel punto. La
                                          nave era sembrata
                                          completamente vuota ma il suo
                                          istinto gli aveva sin da
                                          subito trasmesso un fremito,
                                          una sorta di allarme rosso
                                          interno sviluppato in anni di
                                          vita nello spazio, relazioni
                                          con ferengi dediti al
                                          contrabbando e battaglie. </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Qualcosa
                                          non andava, lo avvertiva come
                                          un formicolio dietro la nuca.
                                          Come quando ci si sente
                                          addosso lo sguardo di
                                          qualcuno. Si sentiva
                                          osservato, ecco, osservato
                                          dalle paratie, dai pannelli,
                                          dalle luci. E ora il portello
                                          rifiutava di aprirsi.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">L'intera
                                          faccenda ricordava a Claire i
                                          film dell'orrore di pessima
                                          qualità che aveva visto in
                                          passato. Una vecchia nave che
                                          riappare dal nulla,
                                          completamente deserta, la
                                          presenza inquietante di un
                                          odio profondo avvertibile solo
                                          in via telepatica e ora i
                                          portelli che si rifiutavano di
                                          aprirsi come se la nave
                                          volesse trattenerli al suo
                                          interno. Mancava solo un bel
                                          fantasma. Anche un bambino
                                          agghiacciante, possibilmente
                                          pallido come un cadavere,
                                          sarebbe andato bene.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Claire
                                          estrasse il tricorder, mentre
                                          la Vok lavorava sullo sblocco
                                          manuale e Riccardi disponeva i
                                          suoi intorno a loro. Avviò una
                                          nuova scansione alla ricerca
                                          di forme di vita e ancora una
                                          volta non rilevò nulla. Lo
                                          chiuse con uno scatto del
                                          polso. C'erano decide di
                                          possibili spiegazioni del
                                          fatto che, se c'era davvero
                                          qualcuno a bordo, questi non
                                          fosse rilevabile. Era dall'età
                                          di otto anni che aveva
                                          un'opinione molto precisa su
                                          fantasmi e simili. Quello che
                                          la preoccupava era altro.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Signore,"
                                          cominciò parlando nel canale
                                          di comunicazione aperto con
                                          DS16. "Abbiamo un problema nel
                                          rientrare alla navetta. Non
                                          riusciamo ad aprire il
                                          portello."</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">=^= Un
                                          malfunzionamento? =^= La voce
                                          di Shran le arrivò chiara
                                          attraverso il comunicatore.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Non lo
                                          sappiamo. E' possibile. Stiamo
                                          tentando di aprirlo
                                          manualmente, non dovrebbe
                                          volerci molto." Un'occhiata di
                                          Karana glielo confermò.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">=^= Va
                                          bene. Avvertiteci non appena
                                          siete a bordo. Non abbiamo più
                                          molto tempo. =^=</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Sì,
                                          Signore."</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Riccardi
                                          disse qualcosa, ma Claire non
                                          lo sentì. La sua voce venne
                                          coperta da un rumore
                                          metallico, forte e vicino,
                                          come una sbarra di metallo che
                                          batte su una ringhiera.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Tutti
                                          si zittirono e l'intera
                                          squadra si voltò nella
                                          direzione della svolta del
                                          corridoio da cui era arrivato
                                          il suono. Nessuno parlò.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Riccardi
                                          e Drillrush si scambiarono
                                          un'occhiata, poi l'uomo fece
                                          segno ai suoi di rimanere in
                                          posizione e si avviò
                                          silenziosamente verso l'angolo
                                          del corridoio. </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Claire
                                          arretrò appena verso Karana e
                                          si chinò leggermente su di
                                          lei.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Avverte
                                          qualcosa?" le domandò.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">La
                                          donna, le mani ancora
                                          affondate nel pannello
                                          divelto, scosse la testa.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Riccardi
                                          continuò ad avanzare. Anche a
                                          lui tutta la faccenda
                                          ricordava nettamente un film
                                          dell'orrore. E le leggi che
                                          regolano l'andamento degli
                                          eventi nelle astronavi
                                          fantasma da incubo impongono
                                          che la scoperta della fonte
                                          del rumore sia un momento di
                                          orrore assoluto. Lui non
                                          credeva davvero che dietro
                                          l'angolo ci potesse essere un
                                          fantasma, uno zombie o
                                          un'entità demoniaca. Ma non
                                          escludeva affatto che ci
                                          potesse essere comunque
                                          qualcuno deciso ad ucciderlo.
                                          Si appiattì contro la parete,
                                          il phaser in pugno. Prese un
                                          respiro profondo. Fece un
                                          passo avanti.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Non
                                          c'era nulla. Il corridoio era
                                          perfettamente deserto e
                                          assolutamente identico a
                                          quando lo avevano percorso in
                                          direzione opposta per tornare
                                          al portello. Si concesse un
                                          sospiro e si rilassò appena,
                                          voltandosi per tornare
                                          indietro. Fu allora che sentì
                                          l'urlo.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><b><span
                                            style="font-size:12.0pt">Nave
                                            sconosciuta -
                                            Contemporaneamente</span></b></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Karana
                                          riprese a respirare, tossì sul
                                          pavimento e aprì gli occhi.
                                          L'ondata di emozioni era stata
                                          così forte e improvvisa che,
                                          malgrado il suo addestramento,
                                          non aveva reagito in tempo.
                                          Era stata letteralmente
                                          sopraffatta, sommersa come da
                                          un fiume in piena. </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Aveva
                                          sentito un rumore di passi, un
                                          urlo, poi più nulla.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Con
                                          calma si mise a sedere e si
                                          guardò intorno. Si trovava
                                          ancora in corridoio, accanto
                                          al portello di accesso, sempre
                                          chiuso. Non c'era nessun
                                          altro, o almeno nessuno che
                                          lei potesse vedere o
                                          percepire. L'unica cosa che
                                          avvertiva era l'ondata d'odio
                                          che l'aveva sommersa così
                                          violentemente, ora affievolita
                                          e decisamente più
                                          sopportabile, ma ancora
                                          presente.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Drillrush,
                                          Riccardi e i due uomini della
                                          sicurezza avrebbero dovuto
                                          essere lì, ma non c'erano. </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Karana
                                          si alzò in piedi e si guardò
                                          intorno, in cerca di una
                                          traccia, un qualsiasi indizio
                                          su dove potessero essere
                                          finiti i suoi compagni. Non
                                          riusciva a immaginare il
                                          motivo per cui potessero
                                          esserne andati di loro
                                          spontanea volontà, lasciandola
                                          sola. Ma su quella nave non
                                          c'era nessuno. E se anche ci
                                          fosse stato qualcuno, per
                                          quale motivo lei era rimasta
                                          lì?</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Prese
                                          il tricorder e avviò una
                                          scansione cercando forme di
                                          vita umane.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Non
                                          trovò nulla.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><b><span
                                            style="font-size:12.0pt">DS16
                                            - Sala controllo -
                                            Contemporaneamente</span></b></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Shran
                                          protese le antenne verso lo
                                          schermo su cui era ancora
                                          inquadrata la nave romulana. </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Il
                                          rapporto del suo primo
                                          ufficiale non lo aveva colto
                                          di sorpresa. Il canale aperto
                                          gli aveva consentito di
                                          ascoltare la metà della
                                          conversazione pronunciata
                                          dalla Drillrush e la risposta
                                          di Riccardi, mentre la parte
                                          della Vok era risultata bassa
                                          e incomprensibile attraverso
                                          il canale. </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Non lo
                                          aveva sorpreso, tuttavia lo
                                          aveva preoccupato. Voleva la
                                          squadra di sbarco fuori dal
                                          vascello il prima possibile
                                          così da poter agganciare la
                                          nave con il raggio traente e
                                          metterla in sicurezza al più
                                          presto, qualunque cosa fosse
                                          accaduto e qualunque cosa
                                          fosse rimasta a bordo.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Continuò
                                          ad ascoltare le voci che
                                          venivano dall'altro capo,
                                          finchè improvvisamente
                                          tacquero tutte.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">L'andoriano
                                          drizzò leggermente le antenne.
                                          Il silenzio si prolungò per
                                          qualche minuto e anche Durani
                                          alzò la testa dalla sua
                                          consolle. Lei e la Keane si
                                          scambiarono un'occhiata, ma
                                          Shran resistette all'impulso
                                          di chiedere un rapporto.
                                          Naturalmente se si fosse
                                          verificata la necessità di non
                                          fare rumore la Drillrush
                                          avrebbe semplicemente escluso
                                          il canale dalla sua parte, ma
                                          qualcosa, forse un istinto
                                          improvviso, lo indusse
                                          comunque a tacere. Gli altri
                                          presenti lo imitarono. Nessuno
                                          disse nulla, in attesa.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Poi,
                                          qualcuno dall'altra parte
                                          urlò.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Rapporto!"</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Non
                                          ricevette risposta. Si voltò
                                          automaticamente verso Durani e
                                          la Keane. "Tirateli fuori." </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Il suo
                                          sguardo tornò allo schermo.
                                          "Drillrush, rapporto!"</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">Era
                                          stata lei ad urlare? A Shran
                                          era parso di sì, ma non ne era
                                          certo.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif"> </span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Signore,
                                          abbiamo perso il segnale!" Le
                                          dita di Durani si mossero
                                          rapidamente sulla consolle nel
                                          tentativo di ripristinare il
                                          collegamento.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Anche
                                          qui, non riesco ad
                                          agganciarli." Tara fece una
                                          pausa, osservando sconcertata
                                          i propri dati.</span></p>
                                      <p style="text-align:justify"><span
                                          style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times
                                          New Roman",serif">"Signore,"
                                          si inserì Durani. "Non rilevo
                                          più i segni vitali della
                                          squadra."</span></p>
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