The bubble arrived in a place that was almost as dark as the tunnel had been, and when it popped, George found himself in a dome-shaped chamber with walls of flesh that gave off a faint red glow. Part of the floor had come up to form a triangle behind them, but it quickly shrank to nothing.
George paused for a moment to watch Stella through narrowed eyes. “Come,” he said, stalking off through a round opening in the wall.
A narrow tunnel ran through the bowels of the ship, its floor rising and falling in gentle, rolling hills. There was a wet, gurgling sound all around them, and the walls had a slimy texture.
It didn"t take long to find an open chamber very much like what he thought of as the “Gate Room.” The only real difference here was the presence of a deep pool of goo. Both Stella a
