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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 5432480" data-attributes="member: 3285">Fear of Falling: Part 6 – Escape to the UnknownJim-Bean tapped a few keys.&nbsp; &quot;I was right.&nbsp; That was a JAGUAR team.&quot;&quot;A what?&quot; asked Hammer.&quot;PISCES.&nbsp; Majestic-12 equivalent in the UK.&nbsp; My old team. I used to work for Section H, the archaeological division. That's who I was working for when we crossed paths. The JAGUAR team's mission was…&quot; he tapped more keys.&nbsp; &quot;Damn.&quot;&quot;To kill us?&quot; asked Archive.&quot;If the team wanted us dead we would have been dead already. It was a retrieval mission.&nbsp; They were bringing us to Magonia.&quot;&quot;What's Magonia?&quot;&quot;Pray you never find out,&quot; said Jim-Bean.&nbsp; &quot;Just trust me…you don't want to go there.&quot;Hammer filled in the blanks. &quot;The brain spiders are at it again.&quot;&quot;Brain spiders?&quot; asked Guppy, struggling with the vehicle on foreign roads at night.&nbsp; &quot;Would anyone mind filling me in?&quot;&quot;When Jim-Bean and I were first recruited into Majestic-12, I was with the CIA on a mission to track down members of the Army of the Third Eye.&nbsp; It's some kind of cult that believes in trepanation.&quot;&quot;Trepanation?&quot; asked Archive.&quot;Brain surgery, basically,&quot; said Guppy. &quot;Jim-Bean's team, as MI-5, was told that we were IRA nationalists.&nbsp; When we finally sorted things out all of our partners were dead.&nbsp; We barely made it to the U.S. embassy alive.&quot;&quot;So that's where we're going?&quot; asked Guppy hopefully.Hammer shook his head.&nbsp; &quot;Too dangerous. I need to make a phone call.&nbsp; If we're really burned, we'll know.&quot;&quot;And where is that, exactly?&quot; asked Guppy.&quot;I don't know, I didn't grow up here,&quot; muttered Hammer.Guppy began hitting the steering wheel, punctuating each point with a slap of his hand.&nbsp; &quot;Unless someone starts telling me where to GO I am PULLING this car OVER!&quot;&quot;Fine!&quot; shouted Jim-Bean.&nbsp; &quot;Fine! There should be a Tesco in the next town, we'll stop there, ditch the car, and get some clothes.&quot;They pulled into a sleepy town and left the local Tesco with new clothes and some survival equipment.Jim-Bean watched a station on the televisions in the electrical department while Hammer made a phone call.&quot;…sources indicate that a UFO was downed near the RAF base in Watton.&nbsp; Witnesses indicated that they had seen UFOs near previously identified sites of paranormal activity.&nbsp; In a rare appearance, Dr. Ariadne W. S. Hennessey of the British Archaeological Review Board issued a public statement…&quot;Jim-Bean blinked. &quot;Hennessey?&nbsp; That's my old boss at Section H.&quot;&quot;…We have repeatedly investigated claims of the paranormal and they are without merit.&nbsp; I repeat: without merit.&quot; The reporter shrugged.&nbsp; &quot;Standard denials of course.&nbsp; Up next, our documentary about the Nightmare Wave, a conspiracy theory detailing the influence of the Pacific explosion.&quot;Jim-Bean turned suddenly on his heel. &quot;I know where we can find a safe place.&quot;&quot;You figured that out just now?&quot; asked Hammer, skeptical.Jim-Bean didn't look over his shoulder.&nbsp; &quot;My boss just told me.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="talien, post: 5432480, member: 3285"] [b]Fear of Falling: Part 6 – Escape to the Unknown[/b] Jim-Bean tapped a few keys. "I was right. That was a JAGUAR team." "A what?" asked Hammer. "PISCES. Majestic-12 equivalent in the UK. My old team. I used to work for Section H, the archaeological division. That's who I was working for when we crossed paths. The JAGUAR team's mission was…" he tapped more keys. "Damn." "To kill us?" asked Archive. "If the team wanted us dead we would have been dead already. It was a retrieval mission. They were bringing us to Magonia." "What's Magonia?" "Pray you never find out," said Jim-Bean. "Just trust me…you don't want to go there." Hammer filled in the blanks. "The brain spiders are at it again." "Brain spiders?" asked Guppy, struggling with the vehicle on foreign roads at night. "Would anyone mind filling me in?" "When Jim-Bean and I were first recruited into Majestic-12, I was with the CIA on a mission to track down members of the Army of the Third Eye. It's some kind of cult that believes in trepanation." "Trepanation?" asked Archive. "Brain surgery, basically," said Guppy. "Jim-Bean's team, as MI-5, was told that we were IRA nationalists. When we finally sorted things out all of our partners were dead. We barely made it to the U.S. embassy alive." "So that's where we're going?" asked Guppy hopefully. Hammer shook his head. "Too dangerous. I need to make a phone call. If we're really burned, we'll know." "And where is that, exactly?" asked Guppy. "I don't know, I didn't grow up here," muttered Hammer. Guppy began hitting the steering wheel, punctuating each point with a slap of his hand. "Unless someone starts telling me where to GO I am PULLING this car OVER!" "Fine!" shouted Jim-Bean. "Fine! There should be a Tesco in the next town, we'll stop there, ditch the car, and get some clothes." They pulled into a sleepy town and left the local Tesco with new clothes and some survival equipment. Jim-Bean watched a station on the televisions in the electrical department while Hammer made a phone call. "…sources indicate that a UFO was downed near the RAF base in Watton. Witnesses indicated that they had seen UFOs near previously identified sites of paranormal activity. In a rare appearance, Dr. Ariadne W. S. Hennessey of the British Archaeological Review Board issued a public statement…" Jim-Bean blinked. "Hennessey? That's my old boss at Section H." "…We have repeatedly investigated claims of the paranormal and they are without merit. I repeat: without merit." The reporter shrugged. "Standard denials of course. Up next, our documentary about the Nightmare Wave, a conspiracy theory detailing the influence of the Pacific explosion." Jim-Bean turned suddenly on his heel. "I know where we can find a safe place." "You figured that out just now?" asked Hammer, skeptical. Jim-Bean didn't look over his shoulder. "My boss just told me." [/QUOTE]

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