From:	Tim Skirvin <tskirvin@***.UIUC.EDU>
Subject:	The escape...
Date:	Wed, 16 Nov 1994 20:02:54 -0600

>>>>>[YES!!]<<<<<
-- Solonus <19:51:00/11-16-55>

>>>>>[Guys, we're out. We made it out of Chicago. Spirits be praised, we
made it out.]<<<<<
-- Karak <19:52:02/11-16-55>

>>>>>[To those that care, we're alive. Sortof. And now in sunny Peoria,
Illinois. Minus about half our crew.

Solonus is, obviously, alive, and well. Johnson...Johnson is hurt, but
alive, and sitting back in the hospital again. I'm fine, obviously. Itchy
and Scratchy came out of it alive.

Griffyn is out, and, remarkably, in perfect shape now. Charon left us,
by fragging JUMPING, as soon as we got away from the choppers...Skaven's fine.

Then again, half the teams we were with are gone now.

RedWing's dead, as is everyone in his crew except Harper. His wife. God,
I feel sorry for her.

The Babylonians had one survivor. Harf. And he's hurt, in the hospital,
and has a chance of living totalling about 25%.

Styx is still lost in Chicago. We didn't find her before we left.

Larh is the sole survivor of the Redroms. And the last remaining rigger
we had with us...

Rodan's team. Oh God, Rodan's team is in bad shape. Rodan's alive, and
being cared for by Solonus himself...Stumpy lost an arm. And the civilians
they were with...all but two dead. Two.

Itchy and Scratchy are still lost. Last I saw them, they were flying west.
With magic. I haven't heard from them.

Gris, Skaven's friend is dead, too.

We lost half the people here to the fragging UCAS Army. They shot down
two of our Banshees, out of three, leaving the one that I was on. Some sur-
vived the crashes, probably. Some just got away with magic. I know that
Johnson did.

In the mean time, we're out, guys, and we're going to take a rest. If you
want it, I have some minor sort of log set up from the choppers...and I also
have some disturbing rumors.

Quickling out.]<<<<<
-- Quickling <19:53:11/11-16-55>