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As the ringing in my ears faded, it was replaced by a far worse sound,
a sound that everyone who ever ventures into space quickly learns to dread:
Sssssssssss. Yes, the lifeboat's air was leaking out into the
interstellar void. Pretty quickly, by the sound of it. Now, there were two things I could do at this point. The smart, sensible, practical thing would have been to head for the airlock like a bat out of hell, undock, and get away from here before any more nasty explosions could happen, including ones that might damage ol' Princess Astra. Yeah, that would be the smart thing to do, and I considered it for about three seconds. Maybe it was those pesky morals again -- after all the Ib might still be alive -- or maybe it was just my curiosity, which, I admit, was burning nova-bright at the moment. But instead of high-tailing it for the 'lock, I gave myself a push off the bulkhead and floated in the other direction, instead. Yup, there it was, right in the place where it always is in these lifeboats: the emergency locker. Wriggling into one of those bulky, one-size-fits-all pressure suits isn't easy in zero-gravity, especially when you're as out of practice at null-g maneuvers as I was, but I managed it with time to spare. Time to go and look for the bug.
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