“-You hear me? -Uh-huh. -You spent eight years in the hyperbunk. A couple of more minutes in a shaft won’t kill you. -Eight years? -I do remember two years being our duty rotation.”
“-What’s wrong? -Out here there is no rescue and there is no turning around.”
“-Sir, do you even know where we’re going? -I remember the training, but not the destination, the mission. -I figured you’d tell me. -If this really is our ship, then this room should be locked into position and behind that door should be the bridge. -Jesus. -Somebody was trying to get out.”
