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The Wabbit coninued telling his story of the space-time continuum and had Lapinette's rapt attention. "I had only reached page 28 of my book and suddenly I was there." "Wow!" said Lapinette and reflected. "It must be a ring singularity," she said finally. "Yes," said the Wabbit. "That's what it said on the platform - Ring Singularity Junction (Pluto)." "Was it cold?" asked Lapinette. "It was icy," said the Wabbit. "I snuggled into my winter coat and took the lift to the surface. When I stepped out there was a smell like rotten eggs." "Oh poo," said Lapinette and held her nose. "There was a kind of microclimate and basic transport," said the Wabbit, "so I had a hop around on one of these space tractor thingies." "An SEV," said Lapinette patiently, and explained about Space Exploration Vehicles. "It was a very bumpy ride," said the Wabbit, "and when I returned I was disturbed by a strange wailing sound." "What kind of sound?" asked Lapinette. "A haunting kind of sound," said the Wabbit. "Then a quavery voice said "Woooh! Welcome to Pluto Junction. I trust I have successfully frightened you." I turned and made out a ghostly white wabbit, hovering in the icy mist." "Woooh?" asked Lapinette. "Woooooh," wailed the Wabbit.