This one is all on Robbie and Pam.
“Proximity Alert. Unknown Spatial Anomaly. Twenty thousand kilometers to port.”
As the cool, androgynous voice of the computer mindlessly spat out its warning, Justin rolled his chair over to the navigation console, cut off the blaring emergency signal and keyed up a visual of the jewel-like solar system he stumbled into hours before. The blazing, blue, twin stars serenely danced together in the velvet blackness to the starboard side, along with the first three barren gems of planets. To port were the other three, a bright emerald beauty of a world and two bright gas giants beyond that. Nothing else, especially an object big enough to be an anomaly. Then again, Justin wasn’t an astrophysicist by any stretch of the imagination, so how would he know?
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