Chapter 10
JosephRed illuminated the common room.
“What’s happening?” No sooner had the words left Peaceable’s mouth than an alarm sounded.
“Potentially many things.” Some alarming, some routine. “The last time an alarm went off, the cargo shifted, and the weight distribution needed to be balanced. Massive pain in the ass.”
He slung himself into the pilot’s chair at the helm. Warnings flashed on the screens and control panels. Entering a code silenced the alarm, allowing him space to think. He scrolled through the warnings.
Peaceable sat in the navigator’s chair, peering over his shoulder. “Is it typical to have so many error codes?”
“No.”
Cascade failure was a term that made his blood run cold. Pilots whispered about it like a mythical beast, a monster stalking them in the darkness
