CHAPTER 15A ship did not lurch or twist or seem to skid in hyperspace. The movement should not have happened. Locked by the hydee in a cocoon of invisible forces, a ship could travel only in one direction, like a bullet in the barrel of a gun.
Yet the Odile had moved!
The lurch happened again while she fought her sickness; she staggered, bruising her thigh against a stanchion. Asner crashed to the deck as he dived toward his panel.
“Turn it off!” Erica screamed to Lydon. “The machine—turn it off!”
In a moment the whirling glitter of oddly shaped protrusions began to slow, and, as they lost their power, the ghosts died with them.
“There can be no association,” Lydon said. “We tested—”
“Forget it!” Erica had no time for patience. “Keep it off. Help Asner. Get him to his station.”
She
