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Peter Summers should have felt something, as he was the subject of so much effort by his sister and her new friends to find and then to rescue him. However he wasn`t aware of anything, at this moment he was trying to get warm. He was sitting on the cot that was his bed, inside a cold and damp six-foot square cell, which was lit by one dim light only to keep out the darkness of the day. His gaolers had left him alone ever since he had been given an injection of their truth serum that had allowed them to take everything from him that they had required. However, it was very unfortunate for his examiners that he had been trained on how to surrender knowledge under such circumstances. Tom Parkinson had also given him a new drug that rendered anyone impervious to any known truth serum for up to two months, and he had had his injection less than one month ago. Peter Summers had only told them as much truth as he thought they might already have from other sources and nothing more. His main worry at the moment was that he stood a good chance of catching pneumonia and dying, as his gaolers were not interested in him or his wellbeing anymore. He would just have to find a way of escaping from his prison and making his way back to the spaceport so that he could find a lift back to civilisation. The only problem with this plan was that it was midwinter on this planet and to get all the way to the spaceport would require a vehicle. However, when he was found to have escaped, and a vehicle stolen too, he would probably be recaptured in a very short time, but he need not have worried quite so much for help was on the way.
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