Saturday; may 13 2128; project dowell construction site.

  x- "Are you sure sir? I know that you don't have long to live, but we should at least do some tests! There are no second tries in this!"

  y- "I'm sure. I'm sure you did splendidly, and even if it doesn't work out *cough* ... well fate is fate I suppose.

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  x- "Sir... Father, I worry about you, I don't want anything to happen to you."

  ?- "Ten seconds!"

  y- "Don't worry Charles, it will be alright, take care of yourself mother"

  ?- "five!"

  ?- "four!"

  x- "Of course I will, father."

  ?- "Three!"

  ?- "Two!"

  y- "goodbye"

  ?- "ONE!"