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Michael:
We probably can't help those two, but let's see if there's anyone
still alive inside the craft.
Narrator:
Robert pries open the door of the cockpit with a crowbar. When he
looks inside he sees two little creatures slumped into their seats.
Chris gives one of the strange creatures in the silver suit a shake.
Chris:
This little guys is as dead as the two outside the spacecraft.
Howie:
Not this one though. Look his arm is trembling.
Robert:
Howie is right. He's still alive but he's struggling to breathe.
Narrator:
It isn't long before a fire truck and ambulance arrive from behind
the hill. A firefighter and paramedic get out of their vehicles.
Otis:
You're right Frank. It's
a plane crash all right.
Frank:
Wow! What a mess. Hello boys. Did you find any survivors?
Prof.
Stone: There appears to be only one survivor. Robert and Howie are
both trying to get him out of the cockpit right now.
Chris:
Wow! Two trained professionals to the rescue.
Otis:
Well now, we're not real firefighters and paramedics. We're only
volunteers. The mayor is too cheap to hire real professionals.
Frank:
Don't worry boys. Otis here is real good with a fire hose. And
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