Despite the excellent casting, gripping plot and sterling performances, the tape marked Cell 3 West
simply wasn’t doing it for us. The on-screen timer clicked and nothing appeared to be happening. I hit fast forward again,
speeding thirty minutes into the video, and pressed play.
"Hang on, is that smoke coming out of the nozzle?" A barely discernable stream of pale smoke could be seen drifting
lazily off the screen. Things were getting exciting.
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