Chapter 47
Dalton felt like his organs were going to be shaken right out of his body. The pod had launched, that much was clear, but nothing about it seemed to have gone as he expected. He’d been in one or two evac pods in the past. None so old as this one, granted, but the general procedure was always the same; a furious explosion of acceleration, followed by the inevitable, slow cruise to whatever destination had been set. They’d had the explosion, but it felt like they were still enduring it. He’d thought the pod might fail. The first had. In his last seconds on board GS-114, he’d seen the entry hatch buckle as the structure holding it in place gave way. The pod had moved, wedging itself into the tube at an angle he knew would never see it leave the station. The makeshift barricade had come ap
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