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Pulling free from his grip and casting a
worried glance toward the motionless pile of scrap metal,
Scully leaned down to help her partner. His breathing was
shallow but he was alive. As she roused her partner, the
explanation was delivered. The other had been sent to kill
them. To keep them from changing a future where colonization
had succeeded and aliens had overthrown the planet with the
help of machines. He had been sent from the future by a man
named Krycek to help them.
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