“Three minutes to go!” said Marak over the suit’s comms.
Kaira clenched her hands on the metal bar ahead of her as the glider was winched up into a dark space where a section of the ceiling had retracted.
Once the glider passed through, the section of ceiling closed again and they were plunged into darkness. Her suit’s display outlined the space ahead of them, a long tunnel barely large enough to fit the glider through.
There was a rail fixed to the centre of the ceiling, running forward as far as she could see. The glider seemed to be attached to it, and it didn’t take much imagination to work out that it would be carried down that rail.
“We just have a couple of minutes until all the gliders are ready to launch, folks,” said Marak. “Then the catapult will kick in. It gives us ple
