Chapter 7
Cold air gently touched Nick’s face when Vibeke opened the inner airlock door. It was only a hint of what lay howling outside the porthole, but it was enough to stir him out of his shocked amazement over her instantaneous change in outfits. Where had the coat-like suit, the golden air tanks, her boots, and mittens, come from? He had already looked around the small cabin when he came in without noticing any of those items. On top of that, she had changed in the instant he had turned away to look at the cameras in the helmet.
“Wait!” Nick climbed to his feet. The ungainly suit support pack nearly knocked over his chair. Dragging the helmet by the attached support cables, he almost knocked over the mugs on the glass tabletop. He grabbed the helmet, tucking it beneath his arm.
“Wh
