Near Cape Verde.
Off in the distance of the warm equatorial Atlantic, singing can be heard.
"An' I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
The world's in trouble, there's no communication
An' everyone can say what they wanna to say
It never gets better, anyway".
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The Chopper closes in on the trio of rockers from LARSEN.
The pilot calls it in as the Imperial Marines move on the choppers location. The Marines arrive to find the group in good spirits. "Joan, Janice, look!, we're saved, no more running from red spacemen", proclaimed Jimi as the boats pulled up.
Medic and Rescue Team 9T9.
Janice, Jimi, Joan.
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