Our pursuers got louder and louder. We scurried through a doorway and Lincoln stopped to bolt the door, which seemed a waste. A door was hardly going to stop whatever was behind us. Having a space warp would, though. The door displayed the typical pattern of a warp, a spiral design punched onto metal; the space on the other side shrank microns and then expanded them. A warp like that would have pulled in loose particles not shielded, like the following team and all their equipment.
They’d return with fresh crews and equipment, so there was a tiny window in which to act before we were tracked. I took the opportunity, loosened my false tooth with my tongue, and spat it into my hand. “I need you to do something for me.”
Lincoln heard the urgency and stood very still.
“I need you to find my
