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Randy said, "Fuck you."

Erisa said, "Yea."

Then they heard, "You will be on your side during takeoff. You might pass out but the air will be pumped in. We will talk again in about two hours, right before lift off. Erisa, tell Randy about what you learned about space flight yesterday." Then, the intercom clicked.

Randy said, "I think it's off. Are you OK?"

"Yea. I feel strange, but I'm OK. How about you?"

"Yes, I'm OK. Don't say anything. They may be listening. You don't know me, OK? But I am Jack, OK?"

"Yea. By the way, just looking at your face, I think I remember your face."

"No more," Randy liked her looks, but he had to think. He closed his eyes. Within a moment, he was opening them again. They both started screaming to get out. It was gas.

Erisa was the first to wake up. She was dizzy. They had both salivated around themselves a bit but Jack, this Jack, seemed just asleep. He was breathing naturally. He was softly asleep. She was very light headed, then she realized it, she was in space. She tried to move a bit, but all she could do was move her hands around Jack and look about in the dimming light of the light stick.