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"Scuze us!" says Amie, stepping between them holding a trio of metal bars, joined at the top to a hoop by flexible hinges. "Pullies coming through."

With everyone's help, they manage to unfold the poles into a tripod.



"Here's good?" asks Emmie.

"Don't ask me," says Kendra.

"It should be fine," says Bina. "We're relying on the time machine to hold the gate open anyway."