Chapter Twenty-ThreeJ'Tull's hands slid over the surface of the tube, pulled toward the edge by the weight of her body. As she fought to overcome gravity and drag herself up, the sound of the approaching sled drew closer.
Whether she slid off or was pushed off by the sled, she knew that she would fall in a matter of seconds.
She knew something else, too. This time, there was nothing below to break her fall. She dangled from the lowermost tube in that section of the network; the only thing between her and the ground was open air.
Though she was only three stories up, a fall from that height would still be enough to kill her. The end of her life was only a few heartbeats away.
Part of her was resigned to that fate. She had always known the risks of serving onboard Exogenesis; perhap
