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Or there's nobody left to look. But if the base still exists they must see us eventually mustn't they? The sats can't spend all their time looking outwards can they? They must have some provision for spotting enemy landings. Could we have just slipped through? It doesn't seem possible. I look at my photographs again. They appear a hundred at a time on the viewer. I press one and it blooms to fill the little screen with its memories. I rub my head and wonder how long my hair will grow. I have a silly but oddly frightening vision of my hair growing so long it chokes me filling the helmet and the suit and cutting out the light finally asphyxiating me. I've heard that your hair goes on growing after you die and your nails too. I wonder that - despite one or two of the photographs and their associated memories - I haven't felt.
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