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FLOOD WILLIAM C. DIETZ BALLANTINE BOOKS тАв NEW YORK For Marjorie, with love and gratitude. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS Thanks go to Steve Saffel for charting the course, to Doug Zartman for coordinating the pieces, to Eric S. Trautmann for polishing тАЩtil it sparkled, to Eric Nylund who led the way inThe Fall of Reach , to Nancy Figatner and the Franchise Development Group for their support, and to Jason Jones, who, along with the rest of the outstanding Bungie team, created one helluva pulse-pounding game. PROLOGUE 0103 Hours, September 19, 2552 (Military Calendar) / UNSC CruiserPillar of Autumn, location unknown. blurry eyes and glanced at the Mission Clock bolted to the wall above his bunk. HeтАЩd been asleep for three hoursтАФhis first sleep cycle in thirty-six hours, damn it. Worse, this was the first time since the ship had jumped that heтАЩd been able to fall asleepat all . тАЬJesus,тАЭ he muttered, тАЬthis better be good.тАЭ The Old Man had put the tech crews on triple shifts after thePillar of Autumn jumped away from Reach. The ship was a mess after the battle, and what was left of the engineering crews worked around the clock to keep the aging cruiser in one piece. Nearly one third of the tech staff had died during the flight from Reach, and every department was running a skeleton crew. Everyone else went into the freezer, of courseтАФnonessential personnel always got an ice-nap during a Slipspace jump. In over two hundred combat cruises, Marcus had clocked fewer than seventy-two hours in cryostorage. Right now, though, he was so tired that even the discomfort of cryorevival sounded appealing if it meant that he could manage some uninterrupted sleep. Of course, it was difficult to complain; Captain Keyes was a brilliant tacticianтАФand everyone aboard the Autumn knew just how close theyтАЩd come to destruction when Reach fell to the enemy. A major naval base destroyed, millions dead or dying as the Covenant burned the planet to a cinderтАФand one of EarthтАЩs few remaining defenses transformed into corpses and molten slag. All in all, theyтАЩd been damned lucky to get awayтАФbut Sam couldnтАЩt help but feel that everyone on the Autumn was living on borrowed time. |
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