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'It's getting really hard to breathe!' choked Lucy.

Ice was now forming on the edge of the desk. Dan pointed at it. 'You call that Super Galactic Class comfort?!' he choked.

'Take your hands off my flex!' choked the Deskbot. 'You'll short me again!'

'Get us into First Class NOW!' choked The Journalist. 'Or I'll smash your lampshade!'

Lucy had collapsed on the floor, and Dan rushed to her, 'Where did you find that guy? he whispered into her ear.

'Save... your... breath...' panted Lucy. 'Argh!' screamed the Deskbot. 'Security!'

'May you rot in Pangalin!' yelled The Journalist

It was at that moment that an extraordinary thing happened. Or, rather, it was at that moment that an extraordinary thing crawled into the Embarkation Lobby, across the highly polished floor and up to the Deskbot.

It was clearly alive - although only just - and it was very old - very very very old. It was wizened and blackened. In its twig-like fingers the creature held a Personal Electronic Thingie. It waved this under the Deskbot's nose and croaked in an ancient voice:

'Upgrade... All of us!'

The Deskbot immediately sprang to attention and became perceptibly brighter.

'Of course! Madam! What a pleasure to welcome you to the First Class facilities of the Starship Titanic, You will find them without equal anywhere in the Galaxy! Please go through and have a pleasant trip!'

There was a hiss of air returning to the cabins and an instant rise in temperature, as the ship registered the arrival of four First Class passengers. The door to the First Class Area swung open and Dan and Lucy, The Journalist and the Ancient Creature stepped through into another - and even more amazing -world.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

'Nettie!' exclaimed Dan. 'My God! You're Nettie! What's happened to you?' But the Ancient Creature, whom Dan had rightly identified as Nettie, couldn't reply. The moment they passed into the First Class Section, she collapsed and lay as if dead. The Gap T-shirt hung around her shrunken frame like an over-large pullover. Her jewellery looked foolish and ill-advised on her scrawny wrists and neck. What on Earth - or off the Earth - had happened to her? What had in fact happened was this.

 
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