Dam Diligent dusted them all, as he sat sipping his pea soup programmed to the hilt, convinced that what he'd done was right, yet in the back of his mind..

a small niggling whisper as if from another star, which he found unsettling. He sat back and bleeped on. They were expecting a small nuclear skirmish, then canabalism as the food ran out. Dam was programmed to step back in when the wet weather blew in over the tropics

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