"Station 27."
"What's doing?"
"Few minor cuts and a fractured skull."
"What does that mean in time?"
"Half hour."
"Then take it, and then get to 1 as soon as you can. Carlson needs attention."
"Right-o!"
McBride called Station 9 again. "Fuller? Look, Bob, how's 9?"
"Not good," said Fuller glumly. "Only one thing outbalances the rest. The alphatron went up with the rest of the stuff or Carlson would have been burned to a crisp by now. That means we'll have to run over to 1 and get a new alphatron."
"Can you repair it?"