Monica shows me to my work-station. It turns out to be a small cubicle in the rear of the shuttle.

We board the shuttle that will take us to the surface. Dr Salik and the med-Team are on board. I climb on. A fellow by the name of Greenbeam introduces himself. He will be our pilot today.

Monica has provided me with a work-tunic to spare my Registry Vest.

Centons later, the time to embark on our recovery mission arrives.

I look up. and she is gone.

The interveiw is over and Monica shows me the way back to my cubicle. "Scurry, you surprise me," Monica says, "You really didn't have to volunteer for this assignment."      "Volunteer?" I ask, look down, "Seemed like the only decent thing to do."

"If you could help us out just now, it would be greatly appreciated," the Doctor asks.    All eyes were turned on me, "I've got a family to, so, yeah, I'll go."  

Dr Salek nods, "If you could releive us of the paperwork, in a low key manner, it would be a great help."    "Don't worry," Monica adds, "I've seen Scurry remain invisible in a crowded room."     Athena gives Monica a stern look.

"You'll need somebody to process a maximum of forms in a short amount of time." Monica is more business now, 'I've checked, and Scurry is the Aces of paper-pushers."

"There is nothing to worry about," Dr Salek continues, "The Medical Staff will be on board and they will handle all the matters concerning the families' health and well-being. It is just that during the distribution of aid and care, there will be a large volume of forms generated, and due to thje compressed time span..."