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The land beneath your hurtling body is undeniably Nebraska. Look over there, see, it say "LINCOLN" in big block letters. So over here, yeah, this thing looks like a bullseye you're dropping toward, why that must be the "O" in O-O —

Omygod what's that —

Flash of matte black skin cleaves the cloudy firmament, now you see it now you don't, now you do: here she is, bird, Beast, great wings spread V-for-Veritas, turbine scream clearly audible as you fall closer closer clearly on track to intercept... Improbable? why yes but that's never stopped us yet; maybe you'd prefer to keep on Falling, believe us, it could be arranged...

No, No...

Stand by to recover the Body... All abOARD!