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Jun. 28th, 2006 10:21 am*When Andrew steps out of Milliways and back into his room in New York, the first thing he notices is the night sky outside the high window.*
*Which is very disconcerting, because when he left it was daylight. A glance at the clock confirms it: five hours have passed while he was gone.*
*The second thing he notices is his cellphone buzzing as it picks up -- he pulls it out to look at the little screen -- three voicemail messages left over the past five hours. All of them from Angel.*
*That's not good.*
*Which is very disconcerting, because when he left it was daylight. A glance at the clock confirms it: five hours have passed while he was gone.*
*The second thing he notices is his cellphone buzzing as it picks up -- he pulls it out to look at the little screen -- three voicemail messages left over the past five hours. All of them from Angel.*
*That's not good.*
