Jenna eased back into the pilot’s chair, putting her third coffee into the holder at the side. The gas giant continued to roll along below the Defender, an amazing sight which she knew was mostly lost on her right then. She was sure she would enjoy it, just as soon as the hammering heaviness in her head went away.
After a couple of minutes of staring blankly at the screen she picked up her coffee and took a swig. It was barely in her mouth before she spat it out again, just managing to turn her head so it didn’t spray across the controls in front of her.
There was a signal! It was weak but repeating, and from the pattern clearly not a natural phenomena. Someone else was out there, and they were sending a signal!
She was immediately cautious. The betrayal by those on the Trailblaze
