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"We got out of there just in time," says Sam, busying herself by improving the efficiency of the power flow to the engines. The faster they get away from Titan, the better.

“Quite.” Murmurs Nicole as she watches, transfixed.

"Well that's not good." Jojo whispers. "I don't think they destroyed it and if it can survive that bombardment, I can't imagine what it will do in retaliation. Get us the hell out of here please. We'll figure the rest out en route."

Isabella plots the route to Ganymede and with Sam's help they manage to optimise the burn on the secondary thrusters, 'I reckon we can make it in sixty hours,' she says.

'Just sit back and wait for the payday, is that right?' asks Booth When he doesn't get any answer he stands up and opens the cockpit door to enter the main cabin. 'Gonna check out the entertainment system,' he says as he exits.

The flight continues with little conversation. There's no further signs of weaponry being discharged on Titan's surface but whether that's because the shuttle is out of range or because the firing has stopped isn't clear.

Isabella sits at the shuttle controls incessantly cycling through the various subsystems and monitors. She seems on edge, like everyone else, but unable to relax, unable to trust that they're finally going to escape whatever was going on back on Titan.

There's just the vast emptiness of space. Blackness. Distant stars. Silence apart from the wheeze of oxygen recyclers and the occasional ping of the control panel. The calmness seems unreal. There's a palpable sense of anticipation, that something is about to change, to go wrong. Yet the shuttle continues its journey through the untravelled byways of the outer solar system. There's no signals from Ganymede, or Titan, or the gunship. It feels like they're alone out here in the depths of space.

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Bang. Bang. Bang. Everyone is woken from their reverie by the repetitive sound of something metallic, a sort of crashing, grinding noise. It seems to be coming from the main cabin.

Sam gathers her weapons and carefully checks the main cabin.

"What is that noise?" Jojo remarks loudly. "Is the ship falling apart?"

Nicole reaches for her gun.
“Nobody checked for stowaways?” She goes with Sam.

In the main cabin the lights are low but everyone can see Booth at the far end, where the doors to the cargo bay are. He seems to be gripping onto the door as it buckles and twists against repeated blows from the other side. Bang, bang, bang. Something crashes against the door, denting the thick metal with each blow.

And in the pauses between the crashing, there's another sound. A familiar sound. Click-click-click.

Click-click-click

Click-click-click

Click-click-click



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