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He screamed. And his scream could be heard all the way out on the street. It was the sound of a person who’d just realized that all hope was lost.
The last thing Mr. Himmelfarb managed to think before he strolled into the deep valley of forgetfulness was how much he missed his kids and how glad he was that soon he wouldn’t realize that they almost never visited him anymore. And that he loved them more than anything on Earth.
Esto duele en lo más profundo de mi corazón.
The aide changed the channel, and the audience disappeared. “There. You see, now they’ve all left again, every last one.” She didn’t even notice that the old man was crying.
No puedo con el dolor de este hombre.
“What are you trying to say?” Antoine asked, his voice shaking. “I’m trying to say I think we’re in danger.” Just a few seconds later they spotted two figures about a thousand feet away. They were walking toward them, slowly, but undeniably, closer and closer. Neither of them was wearing a spacesuit or helmet.
They didn’t struggle against the moon’s low gravity. They were walking as naturally as if they were walking on Earth. And they were coming this way. There was nowhere to hide. It was impossible to run. The last thing that Antoine noticed was that one of them looked like Nadolski. And that the other one looked exactly like him. Then everything went white and noisy, and Antoine Devereux felt himself losing consciousness.
