"Status of the Angel?" "It just made landfall. Sit tight, kid, we'll have someone come pick you up once we've dealt with the current crisis. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know I'm in Shelter. You're a little early, Shinji." "I thought I'd better err on the side of punctuality, Captain. It's the Commander's son." "This soon? Okay, I'll take it here. Can I let them know where I am?" "You can telephone from the shelter. "Hey, kid! We need to report to the disaster shelters, quickly! This isn't a drill!" And don't I know it. A man in railway company uniform ran out through a door marked 'Employees Only'. Now hopefully the payphones would be working.Ī deafening wail echoed across Tokyo-3. Thirty minutes early, good Captain Katsuragi would probably appreciate that. He glanced at the LCD display of his SDAT player. Three months of judo classes and some rather intensive fitness training to go with it had paid off. He swung the cello case over his shoulder and lifted the bag in one hand, pleased at how little effort it took. "Well," he said aloud, "here I go again." Shinji watched the train pull away, leaving him alone on a deserted station platform with his cello case and a bulky duffel bag that contained nearly all of his worldly possessions.
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