CHAPTER 9
Trek was doing his best to work on the impulse provider. It wasn’t talking to him like it should and Trek felt it just needed some adjusting but he wanted to make sure.
He knew that his team would make fun of him if he ever said that his engine room spoke to him, but it did. Every hum, song, and tap was its way of communicating and it was forever saying,
“I’m happy,” “I’m not feeling well,” “I’m sick,” or, “I’m dying,” and right now his impulse provider was telling him he didn’t feel well. The problem was, Trek couldn’t figure out what its problem was.
Looking at it closely, Trek remembered the gift he had been granted, but had no clue how to activate it. It wasn’t like he walked around seeing inside rooms, walls, and people. Hell, if he was honest, he was kind of nervous he
