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Now we have- We've, uh, cleared the Southern tip of South America and We're coming in- on into Australia and over New Zealand and I have never seen- incredible- beauty- One of the excavators on the exploratory satellite number 5-8-12. It seems like, uh, the people here are really, really sad, and I'm just sort of confused right now. It seems as if some sort of devise has detonated here. There is a lot of confusion- Absolutely no ambulances at all on the area- We somehow got Letras de cancionescontrol of the transmitter. Its just chaos everywhere. We are nearing the Bearing Strait right now and we're coming in over Denmark. Its- Its really beautiful up here. There's really no way to describe the sensation of outer space travel, I'll tell you what. There's really nothing like this- I've really never seen anything quite so beautiful. I hope you're listening to me and I wish you were here with me. We're just coming over the Soviet Union. There's a large firey mass- Hold on, its uh- its unbelievable. I uh- I hope everything's okay down there... I certainly do... Its like a, uh- I don't know- Excavator on an exploratory satellite number 5-8-12. Oh, seems like uh, hello? Control, are you there? Seems like there's no one out there- like hello? Hello? Hey guys? Is there anyone left? My God! It killed all of them. From Letras Mania