She was exceedingly grateful that the thugs had been dispatched with before anything bad had happened. Betty takes the offered hand, stepping over the trussed up thug as she follows him up towards the main deck. "But...who was that?" she insists in a half whisper so as not to be heard by anyone up there. She was a scientist after all and what she just witnessed flew in the face of conventional science.
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