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Now its contents have begun to spill into the world, insidious poisons to match the chemicals that still blight the atmosphere. If containment is not restored, a hundred years from now there will be invisible fires raging in every field and orchard.  They sent you down below the earth in triply-reinforced hazard suits and bubblehead helmets, shoulders piled with half-assembled carbon control rods, like the partisans of some alien nation.