Part II – Descent-8

1818 Words

“But you expect us not to do the same?” Tom took a step closer to me, baring his teeth like a wild animal. “What would you do after that?” I tilted my head and stared up at him. “What chance do you have without me? Better yet, what do you know of these people so that you could talk to them, negotiate?” Tom grunted and stepped back. He nodded, but wouldn’t look at me or say anything. He always hated it when I was right and he couldn’t contradict me any further. OUR SPACE SUITS were a joke. Old, dirty beyond washing, and most likely unsafe. They’d do though. They were equipped with a lightweight oxygen tank and a small propulsion system. I doubted they’d been tested over a distance that was a few miles long in recent years. But that was all I needed to do, get to the shuttle. If I managed

Free reading for new users
Scan code to download app
Facebookexpand_more
  • author-avatar
    Writer
  • chap_listContents
  • likeADD