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It took everything he had to turn away and plunge through the event horizon. Everything he was, screamed against it. But success required sacrifice, and this time the sacrifice was him. Not a vain sacrifice, he hoped. But one that would save many a life – save them from themselves. The wormhole spun and sparkled around him as if capturing his thoughts. Xmas was coming and he was Santa Claus. **********
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