As the Wanderer neared its destination Jess strained to find anything in real space that could be a threat. His original plan had been to blast past the location in jump space before returning, if it was safe. He soon realised how dangerous that would be if an active tar pit was sitting at the destination. The Wanderer would be dragged back into real space right in the centre of any trap.
Instead he planned to emerge into real space some distance from the destination. Close enough to spot anything large, far enough away to enter jump space again even if there was a tar pit. Not to flee, but to gain the best position possible before attacking.
He still hadn’t spotted anything as the final seconds ticked down. He wasn’t reassured. If anything it made him more uncertain. So uncertai
