Chapter 9
Learning to think in a weightless environment was a challenge for someone who had grown up deep in a gravity well. Even for someone like Nick who spent much of his life dreaming about going on a journey just like this unexpected trip into space. It was likely that he was going to die, but before that happened, he wanted to get a look at whatever impossible agency that had hauled his space cabin up into orbit. And maybe understand what had happened to Vibeke.
He braced his hands against the ceiling and kicked off with his feet. The loft was tucked up beneath the sloped ceiling. At the center point, it was tall enough that he could sit up cross-legged in bed, though he rarely did. Usually, he lay on his back and looked up through the portholes at the stars above, or he rolled ove
