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Terminally

"Passengers bound for Whitecap City may now board at Gate Seven," the unemotional voice declared.

Max, who had his nose buried in a book by Gregory Bateson called "Mind and Nature", glanced at his watched and smiled. He closed the book and dropped it in his travel bag. Mags was lying next to him on the seat. He shook her; Mags eyes flickered open and her hand reached for her back. Then she smiled.

"That's us," Max said as he stood up. "Gate Seven."

Mags stood and stretched; she had fallen asleep 45 minutes ago, and now she was ready for action.

"You sure about this?" she asked.

"I am damn sure about this," Max replied. Both of them headed towards the Gate. On the way there Mags stopped and shuddered a bit.

"What's the matter?" Max asked. "A shift occurring?"

"I think so," Mags replied.