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76 THE MOON IS HEAVEN approbation soon silences his objections. He compromises by taking the mining book to bed with him. You all Jay down on your bunks, loosening your clothing and letting your bodies sink down into the soft material of the mattresses. By common consent, there’s no talking any more. You lie there for a while, thinking, occasionally sending a furtive glance across at Reina who is barely visible in the dimness, and wondering what the heck you’re doing on the Moon, and after a while you fall asleep. Something wakes you. For some time you don’t know what it is-, You lie on your mattress, breathing hard, and staring into the dimness around you. Then you look across at the electrolysis tank, The sight of it sends quivers of fear through you and you realise why you're breathing hard. There aren’t any bubbles of oxygen coming from the tank. comicbooks.com