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Sauron nodded briefly and collected the skeleton's dog tags, slinding them into the pocket of his duster. Drawing his repeater, the Ranger kicked open the doors of each building they passed, until a low clicking could be heard from the last building, a large hangar. Sauron strolled inside.

"Ah, the old EBE hangar. This is where we kept all the stuff we found from the "incidents" back in the day. Roswell, the Ark, all that good stuff. Don't touch anything. We're here for the gas reactors, which are right....

Sauron moved into the center of the hangar and pressed a button. A large door in the floor opened, and a shape rose up out of the floor, soon recognizable as a Fallen Skiff.

"Here?"