“What is this?” she said. “What are you showing me?”
“It calls to me,” said the ship. “The Gamma Spinwards Tunnel.”
“You're saying we can use this? Get away down there? That makes no sense.”
“We can go that way, through the metaspace tunnels.”
She tried to understand what it was telling her. There could be no gateway on the surface of a planet. Even if there were, the flaw was obvious: their speed was far too high to attempt such a manoeuvre. They'd closed in on the planet now; outside in the real universe they were nine seconds from closest approach. There was no way they could dump their velocity in time to attempt an atmospheric insertion. And she most definitely did not want to drive her ship at the surface of a dead planet because a broken Mind said it was a good idea.
She forced
