“We’ll manage.” Dagon nodded.
“Half of it will be on the road back to the city, but I think a calming drive is just what I need.” Mary agreed before looking to Shida, “Is it… fitting well? The chest should be made for a.. You know, your build.”
Shida snickered.
“You must have had some brutal girls in your past if you are trying this hard to not call me flat,” she commented as she also walked over to the two, still somewhat tugging the chain into place. “But I’ve had worse, I think. Though the metal feels a bit light, but I can live with it. You wanna feel?”
Not completely waiting for an answer, she reached for Mary’s hands and brought them up. However, just as the woman’s face began to distort in embarrassed shock, she refrained from actually putting them on her chest, instead just leading them to her shoulder area, using it as a vehicle to also embrace her.
“You know, I really hated your guts when I first came here,” she very honestly said into her ear while holding her. “But, you’re alright. Just need to…well I’ll be honest, get yourself some therapy. It really helps.”
Pulling away, she moved over to Dagon and rolled her eyes as his eyes still twitched away from her, even if she was now technically fully dressed again.
“Alright, come here,” she said, opening her arms invitingly, although her tone was sarcastic. “I have a boyfriend, remember? And I don’t bite either.”
Breathing out in a huff he caved and wrapped his arms around in an accepting hug.
“Good luck out there. And you know, thanks for helping with the parade and not letting me turn into some sort of demented monstrosity of nightmares beyond my comprehension… If you ever find yourselves this way again -godforbid if you ever do- you got somewhere to go.” he said, his eyes watering a bit as he closed them, “And if I were to guess the Santa thing, the spirit probably noticed your big heart.” he finished with jingling pats on the feline’s back before pulling away.
Shida chuckled.
“Well, if you ever find yourselves out in space a couple of hundred years in the future…don’t come find us. We are nothing but trouble,” she jested, patting him right back. “But maybe give us a call so we can send you some money as payback.”
Eventually, she peeled away from him, and noticed his eyes going over her for the first time without any embarrassment.
“And best of luck with your next adventures,” she added jokingly. “Just…promise me not to rebound with that harpy of an assistant too easily, alright? Take a bit of time off and get your head clear before making any hasty decisions. It’s for your own good.”
“Harsh, but yes ma’am.” the man chuckled, “Hopefully I’m not squaring up to the easter bunny when that comes ’round.” he jested more to himself with a spark of genuine concern, “I’d rather have a space adventure…”
Doodle came back around the corner with a somber smile.
“Thanks for the shirt. And I wouldn’t worry about that rabbit, he already learned his lesson... Alright, so, will the extraterrestrials meet me in this room and I’ll take you all to a place where I can finally send y'all back?” he notified.
Shida sighed as she quickly picked her shirt up and threw her jacket on.
“Kind of weird to not stay for the actual event now,” she commented while glancing over at a calendar on the wall. “But I guess we shouldn’t intrude on something that we really don’t belong to. I hope you all have a good time.”
“Goodbye you two!” Chak said one last time before entering the next room, jumping a bit at the sight of a crying Manarian crunching on a sugary spheroid.
Shida lifted an ear at the sight as she closed the door behind them after waving goodbye.
“What’s eating you?” she asked the man on the ground.
Pushing himself up from his position he revealed the photo to the feline.
“It’s just nice to be thanked I guess. Doesn't happen often, as you can probably imagine.” he replied as he readied his things as well, utilizing his tail grasper for the bag of new items.
Chak wandered and gave the window one last peek, taking in the view one final time before moving back towards Shida.
“Shida, before I forget. I apologize for mistaking that ‘possessiveness’ that came over you as something it wasn’t. I always knew you’d never feel that way, but that doesn’t mean it would have felt any less hurtful to hear me say.” she said in a soft shallow bounce.
Shida lifted a hand to gently rub it across Zithra’s shoulder.
“There there buddy,” she said, before wrapping her other arm around Chak’s waist, pulling her in closer. “And don’t worry about it, tiny. It was a fair assumption. I mean…it was a weird situation…so I don’t blame you for misreading it. Who the hell would even guess that I could have meant ‘the friendship that you give me belongs to me’...what does that even mean? I sure don’t know anymore. But to that ‘me’, it felt natural.”
She exhaled slightly and then took a bit tighter hold of Zithra’s shoulder while keeping Chak close.
“Welp, gonna miss being god’s boss, but I’ve got shit to do,” she announced, turning her gaze at the former elf. “It was one hell of a ride, Doodle. Do your best to figure all this ancient shit out, and keep your bum spicy in the process. I’m going to…”
She stopped briefly to swallow and recenter her voice that had slightly cracked in the process of speaking.
“I’ll miss my favorite meatshield.”
In a snap of his fingers, the area around them was altered like a jumpcut. Once again they stood at the top of the mountain where the gigantic tree still stood. At its base the bark parted and crackled into a portal of golden light. Leaves and the end of the branches faintly began to sparkle and drift upward. Despite feeling a breeze and stepping through snow, the air was as warm as a cozy summer day.
“Any time, boss. I’m gonna miss you too, Shida.” Doodle said with a wink as he wandered over to the side of the portal, “This will take the three of you back to your place and time. Zithra, you're from a very similar place to this, but something as physical as me doesn't exist. So… really it’s up to you if you’d like to remain here or there…. You know…”
The Manarian stepped forward from the group, looking at the portal, seeing his abandoned lighthouse through the golden haze.
“I’ll admit… It's tempting to stay. It would definitely make things more interesting.” he mused in consideration.
“I think I know what your answer will be, but… where we’re from, there’s a place for someone like yourself as well.” Chak offered, “You’d be welcomed to help with what we face.”
Zithra thrummed deeply, much more conflicted with that idea.
“Not sure if someone like me would be much help to ya. I’m great at surviving out in the woods as a wandering hermit, but… not a whole lot else. I ran away from the Manarians for a reason. I choose to be free, regardless of the life I’d lead.” he said before pulling up the photo again, “I’m just glad to have done some good here… I think I belong at home, a more boring life… but one I’ve earned.” he turned to the two women with a smile, “But if I ever find myself crossing over to your time and such, I’ll report in. Goodbye guys.” he stepped towards the portal again, but an elf hand held a small sack out to him.
“The last disguise dose. Be sure to spend a few days just for yourself with it. You know, talk with people, be out in public and enjoy all the fancy restaurant's food without dumpster diving.” Doodle offered with an earnest nod.
Smiling, the Manarian accepted it and held the small bag tightly to his chest.
“Best of luck,” Shida wished him with a wave. “Hope you enjoyed the involuntary philology lesson that you no doubt overheard, and sorry for pointing a gun at your face the first time we met. I wish you your best life.”
“And you, both of you. I’m… sorry my people have caused you so much trouble. They’re not all bad, just… in a place they can’t separate from. Not easily. Anyway… I’m gonna miss the free soap drama.” he chuckled before turning to give the elf a grateful hug, “I hate that your confidence isn’t just talk…” he whispered before waving back to everyone as he entered the portal. His visage stretched and warped towards an unknown distance before disappearing completely.
“Next…” Doodle sniffed as he wiped his eyes with his arm.
Chak’s grasper reached for Shida’s out of nerves and excitement. Squeezing she bounced in place,
“Ready?” she asked.
Shida squeezed her hand tightly for a moment, however then she slightly pushed Chak ahead of her.
“You say your goodbyes and go on ahead,” she said with a smile before turning slightly and pulling her hand back. “I’ll just be a minute longer.”
Fearing something possibly going wrong, Chak opened her mouth to argue, but instead she nodded.
“I better see you there. We promised.” she said before giving the feline a ‘just in case’ tight embrace. Then seeing an image of Simone in the portal she allowed the feline to remain as she pressed ahead.
She did stop to give the elf a hug as well however.
“Good luck.” she whispered genuinely, “I won’t forget this.” she promised before stepping in front of the portal.
“Go gettem space princess!” Doodle replied with an encouraging clenched fist.
Chak then looked back at the feline for a final assurance and once she received it, she turned and moved into the tree.
Much like Zithra’s image, she was stretched out to a differing unknown distance until completely vanished into the golden light.
“Boss?” Doodle spoke as he readied himself for the final farewell.
Seeing as Chak was gone now, Shida deflated with an exhale.
“So, tell me, do I even want to know what all of this was? I know enough about timelines to guess that magic still isn’t supposed to happen in any of them,” she said straight out, feeling tired of trying to sugar coat everything. “At this point you probably know, but…do I want to have it explained to me?”
“Heh… well…” Doodle thought as he considered her question, “I don’t think you do,” he admitted, “But I’ll say this; no matter what reality you find yourself in, just be sure to tell your story to its fullest. You’re important Shida, and a lot of people care about and root for you, always. I think those are the important parts you should know.”
Shida sighed at the elf’s brownnosing, before looking around herself one more time, glancing over at the town that was still celebrating in the dimming light.
“There is absolutely no way this place is stable,” she brought out, after not wanting to mention it in front of Chak. “If I had to guess, we must be somewhere at the very…well ‘edge’ of the convergence, if there is such a thing. Are you going to leave as well?”
“I don’t know. I don’t even know if I’m fully a part of this place anymore thanks to you. But you’re not wrong about this place. It’s still a mess here, like a crinkled up paper with ink smearing. I think it will be okay though, I really do. I’ll stick around a while to make sure.” he said as he walked up to look down to the town as well.
Shida sighed again and just stood there for a while, looking out there with the elf. Then, finally, she turned with her arms extended.
“Alright then,” she said, opening and closing her hands. “Bring it in.”
“Wow, I should really report you to the north pole H.R department… Very unprofessional.” Doodle stated, barely holding himself together as he accepted it, “Goodbye, boss. Don’t forget me.” he then said with a voice of babbling brooks, singing birds and the fresh spring breeze through an untouched forest.
“Farewell, Doodle,” Shida replied, feeling her face begin to burn slightly as she held him and gently rubbed along his back. “And thank you…for your service. And…for everything else.”
Eventually, she let go of him again, and looked over to the tree-portal.
“Well, I’ve got a galaxy to save,” she mumbled and thumbed in the portal’s direction. “Those guys are totally helpless without me. But at least I’ll have a new story to tell.”
She held out her arm in at an angle.
“Guide me to the door?”
Accepting it, Doodle very-gentlemanly walked her to the portal.
“I believe it, boss.” he said as he placed something into her hand. A candy cane. One -probably- not made of actual candy as it had bluming white and red flowers from the twirling stripes.
“Continue to kick ass, swoon princesses, topple evil empires, and you remind that ‘tall and handsome’ boyfriend how lucky he is. Smack his ass extra hard for me?” he said with a shit eating grin as the cusp of the portal brilliantly glowed before them.
You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.
Shida snickered.
“Sure,” Shida said as she stepped in front of the flickering lights, letting go of Doodle’s arm. “I’d kiss you goodbye, but I don’t wanna get into any more trouble with H.R., so we’ll have to live without it. See you on the other-other side. And don’t tear this reality apart.”
With that, she stepped back into the light without looking what was waiting for her on the other side, feeling her own perception be torn asunder as she saw herself shifting through an endless sea of possibilities, the concept of who she was briefly ceasing to matter as the pure essence of what was the person “Shida” momentarily filled her instead, before she suddenly separated from the whole again and felt herself being forced back into a physical body.
It was dark. She kept her eyes closed. Only her ears listened out for anything around her.
“Merry Christmas…” an ethereal whisper faded from behind her before she felt a familiar Cali shape hug her in surprise.
“That was longer than a minute…” Chak’s voice reprimanded in a deeply relieved laugh of chirps. Shida then heard a jostling as the clanking of cleaning equipment bumped around as Chak attempted to pull away in these tight quarters. “I think we’re locked in here,” the Cali informed as she once again tried to activate the space vessel’s faulty door. A door that closely if not identically resembled the ones of James’ personal ship.
The princess knocked at the door in vain, but then something obvious finally clicked. She activated her Lens and opened the comm.
“Simone!? Simone!? Can you hear me!? Simone!?” she practically pleaded, but the connection didn’t seem to open on the other end, “She’s not wearing her Lens or comm… or something happened while we were away…” the Cali started to panic as she started knocking harder on the only door, “Hello!? Simone! James! Anyone!?”
Pulling out her phone, Shida wanted to try to get a connection as well, only to realize that she hadn’t been able to charge the device for days, and apparently, it had run out of juice at some point she had been asleep for.
Knowing that banging on the quite solid door of a former Dillo ship wasn’t going to do her much good, she glanced around the room, however it looked rather meager on random options to escape.
However, feeling as Chak was being more than loud enough, she refrained from torturing both of their ears with even more yelling for the time being, planning to maybe take over once the Cali was getting out of breath.
Scratching at the sides of her head Chak pulled away from the door and going back to her lens. The presence of a net was theoretically there, but she realized that either this room or her Lens was somehow damaged or affected by the events of their otherworldly adventure. Simone didn’t pick up because she couldn’t receive it.
Calming down, she attempted to reconnect her Lens to a network, any network really. But then as it processed a message popped up saying that the Lens is in need of maintenance and could not complete function.
“Oh by the stars… alright… my Lens is just broken…” Chak updated, as she did so the memory of putting it on after forgetting her redhead terran. It certainly had to compete with a lot, she’s thankful it still worked at all. “What should we do? I don’t see an emergency manual release for the door… maybe I can open the indicator panel and force the door open that way,” she reasoned as she started looking around the surrounding equipment for any tools to help gain access to the panel. “Here!” she chirped, picking up a rigid bag of maintenance tools.
Sorting through it she rummaged out a mini-plasma torch.
“Alright… I’m not very familiar with Dillo ships… but here it goes,” the Cali uttered as she started cutting through a single side of the panel. After a few moments it detached on that side, allowing the Princess to bend it outward to gain enough access. Peeking in with her glowing eyes she guessed her way to what she assumed to be the emergency release.
With a few sparks the heavy locks disengaged.
“Thank the stars…” Chak expelled as she reached at the places on the door with any grip and with the aid of her power suit she began to drag the thick protesting door open centimeter by centimeter.
After a moment, Shida jumped in to help her pry the thing open. Though at this point, she was getting a bad feeling in her gut.
“Okay, someone should definitely be hearing this by now, right?” she asked through a bit of strain as she pushed the thing upwards with the luckily quite broad strength that evolution had provided her with. “I mean, we usually have at least one walking surveillance system on board at all times. Also I don’t remember a malfunctioning door on our ship. I really hope everything’s alright.”
Hopefully they were at least in the right timeline here…
“Yeah… uhm.. What do you remember? Before we loaded into the pod?” Chak asked as the situation re-unsettled in her mind.
“Uhhhm…” Shida mumbled, as she tried to recall the events, having surprising difficulty with it. Then again, her mind had been scrambled, taken over, scrambled, was pulled into the darkness of death two times, scrambled, then taken over again, and then once again scrambled recently. So maybe it was forgivable being a bit fuzzy. “There was a fight, right?”
“There must have been. I mean.. We were escaping… something. Manarians I assumed…” the Princess recalled as she bent low as the opening was finally enough to squeeze through and crawl. Only looking around she noticed that only the hall's backup lights were on, and she heard nothing else but her and Shida.
“Maybe… the others got to different pods. Clearly the ship survived whatever it was. Maybe they need to be picked up. The pods have enough rations.” she said before grabbing hold of the stiff door for Shida to follow more safely.
Shide glided out from under the door quickly and glanced around.
“Yeah but if we fired out and the ship survived…” she started her sentence and listened out again, also not picking up on anything for the moment. “How many shots do you have left after all that mimic-hunting?”
“None… those horned things took it from me.” Chak answered before leaning down, reaching in and dragged out the maintenance bag. Grabbing the plasma tool and a wire cutting blade she shrugged, not very pleased with her only defensive options. But she stood back up and looked around.
“Maybe we should try for the bridge? Or maybe James’ labor-” the Cali was cut off by a thunderous crashing sound that sent faint vibrations throughout the floor.
“Damn it!” Simone’s voice echoed after it, which would normally bring the Cali joy, but something about it was wrong. Very wrong. It sounded like her Terran, but the cadence didn’t fit right. Like someone else wearing the redhead’s voice.
“Damn it, God-like me!” Shida aggressively whispered to herself while popping out the magazine of her own gun to check her supply. Sighing, she shoved it back in. “I’m down to 10. Also, firing these on a ship is a very bad idea. This gun isn’t hull-safe.”
She then turned her ears slightly, trying her best to locate where that crash came from while also pondering whether they should avoid it or seek it out.
A smaller echoing crash followed up seemingly from the engine room.
“Confounded piece of antiquated tech! You- Felssad sheeraka vvalluumena!” ‘Simone’s’ voice barked as it devolved into distinct Manarian language.
“So the ship isn’t functioning…” Chak mumbled as she considered their next course of action, “We either hide from whatever that is… or we confront it now. This ship has an armory, right?” she asked the feline.
“Debatably…but it’s probably our best call,” Shida replied with a nod, although the so-called ‘armory’ was just a glorified broom closet. “If it isn’t cleared out yet that is…Maybe we can also try and let the beasts out. They…sometimes listen to me…a bit…”
She moved towards the next section of the hall and held an ear out for the sound, trying to determine if they would have a clear shot to move without being spotted by whatever was sounding like Simone there.
Not feeling very useful at the moment, the princess followed close behind and kept her own ears listening. The sound seemed to be localized where it was for a while before eventually giving up with its efforts. By the time the two women make it to the ‘armory’ Shida could hear a metallic dragging on the move, followed by an unnatural sound that could only be compared to a ‘wheezing’ from it as well.
Although it was alarming to hear it moving, it seemed to be set on a course towards the ship’s bridge.
Shida took stock. Although it hadn’t been entirely plundered, only some weapons remained in the armory, luckily including some hull-save slugger pistols as well as older pulse rifles.
Taking two of the sluggers for herself, she handed Chak one of the rifles.
“I have no idea how well loaded these are. We basically stopped maintaining them once we got the human weapons,” she admitted, before turning her head. “Fake-mone is heading to the bridge with something heavy. No idea what she wants there, I think the ship is still drifting. At least it didn’t sound like she managed to fix it…but I have a bad feeling about this. Even with weapons I’m not sure if I want to just run into her. Something tells me something is seriously not right here.”
Her ears twitched left to right, always on the lookout for possible new sounds as the stress took hold.
This was supposed to be over by now…
“I don’t think we have much of a choice. That thing clearly doesn’t want to be here so I doubt there’s any pods left.” Chak pointed out calmly as she partially ejected the round pulse battery, rotated it to check the levels before assembling it back together expertly, “Pulse batteries last a long while.” Chak confirmed, “Regardless of what we do, we need answers.”
“Have you truly cut me loose? Prime, please… I know you can find me in this forsaken scar between realities… Drag me out already… accept me back… take me in… make us whole again…”
Shida heard the voice beg in a tired, almost rusting-esk tone.
Turning towards Chak, the feline quietly mouthed,
‘She’s crazy’ with exaggerated lip movements while readying her gun, still not having a good feeling about this at all. But Chak was right. They didn’t have much of a choice here.
Indicating that she would take the lead, Shida began to move quietly.
Nodding, having not heard the voice that time Chak trusted her friend and silently followed the way to the bridge. Peeking in, Shida could immediately see the source of the voice. Sprawled on the floor was a golden-chrome feminine figure. She shared only a vague facial distinction with the redhead they both knew so well. Additionally, this figure had no hair to speak of, and its body was partially mangled and melted across its chest and down a hardly recognizable leg. A long Manaraian-like tail laid motionless from it, seeming to have no function at all anymore. Connected to what would be its power source was a winding long cable currently connected into the ship itself. The thing wheezed as it allowed meager energy to be transferred into itself, appearing to need it to function at all.
Glancing around Shida could see that all visual ports were locked down with blast shielding, blocking the view outside.
“Prime…” the being droned in a long pleading whine.
Shida shifted her lips, very unsure about…whatever that seemingly pitiful thing in front of her was.
Turning to Chak, she mouthed a single question:
‘Light it up?”
Unsure, Chak looked down at her weapon and back up to Shida and mouth words back.
‘Looks weak, but connected to ship… risky… sever connection first. See what happens. I got it. Shoot thing if still dangerous.’ the Cali replied and she readied her rifle to take aim at the cable, making sure her output is balanced for it. But she waited for Shida’s approval or really her confirmation of understanding before committing. Chak thought she knew what this thing was, and if she was correct their weapons might not mean all that much. But by cutting off the power supply first, at the very least they would have to outlast it. A powerful being needing such a comparatively pathetic source of energy screamed desperation, which means it could very well be on the edge of death.
Once the feline understood her intention and was ready, Chak took a single precise shot.
A short but violent burst of raw energy crackled from the busted cable before the ship’s systems cut the power from it completely.
In a delayed reaction, the being looked down at its chest and remnants of the cable attached. It then rolled to look to where the shot came from. Its cold, lightless eyes stared like sockets of a skull.
“Damn it…how…?” the voice spoke without a mouth. Slowly, the being jittered and shook as it used its nearly drained resources to stagger up to its feet, “How did you escape… how did you return…?”
“That’s none of your damn business,” Shida said, aiming her gun between the being’s eyes. “The much more important question is: What are you doing with our ship and where is everyone else? Were you the one who attacked us a while ago?”
Honestly, even if she had wanted to, explaining everything in an understandable way would not only have been unbelievable, it would also probably have taken more time than that thing still had by the looks of it.
The head of the being tilted.
“Yes.” it answered the last question, “Targets escaped into the pods. Hybrid trapped me in this prison.” the figure stiffly turned and pointed out towards the sealed blast door, “Collapsed a wormhole, pods escaped it, I didn’t, or you… it appears. And now, I’m trapped somewhere I can’t hear Prime. A place between places. This whole ship is, reality means nothing outside. But I can thrust this thing forward… grab Vermis, drag… self… free… Damn… it… Damn… … you… … …Damn...” the being stiffly reached out for Shida’s throat, but there was no speed, no strength. The sluggish movements couldn’t keep the being upright anymore as it fully collapsed back to the floor.
“Well…that doesn’t sound good…” Shida commented as she made a large curve around the being while walking on to the controls of the ship to see for herself what exactly they were dealing with. “A collapsed wormhole would usually just spit you out on either side…well in my universe it would. A place between places? What’s that even supposed to mean?”
She scanned over the devices to get any sense of her location, but had little to no luck.
“If ‘the hybrid’ was dealing with you, why didn’t she just wipe you out like the other ones?” she then asked over her shoulder, unsure if that thing even had the strength to hear or answer left.
Too silent for the Cali to hear, words released from the delirious perishing being.
“Prepared. But, Vermis. Vermis pushed. Here. Forced with. Wormh… Reality… break… split… was… fighting… for…” there was a long pause, as all function of the being seemed to completely dissipate “Ring,”
Shida scrunched her eyes.
“Reality break…split?” she wondered for a moment, before suddenly slamming her hands down onto the dashboard in front of her as her muscles flexed in terror at a sudden realization. “Oh no…”
“M… maybe… we… we could…” Chak pushed past her growing fear, gripping her own twin hearts trying to think of anything… something. But there was nothing. What could they do? There was no enemy to face, tangible problems to tackle… they probably had no real home to go to at this point.
The two stood in terrified silence for who knows how long and despair sank into their hearts, But then, a candy cane of blooming flowers began to glow from Shida’s pocket.
“Sh-Shida…” Chak pointed seeing the alarming glow come from the feline.
Shida looked down for a moment, her face still contorted in stress over the impossibility of the situation, before it suddenly broke into a disbelieving smile.
Shaking her head evenly, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the gifted item.
“You just can’t get enough of me, can you?”
“You can’t just leave after saying I almost got a kiss…” a familiar voice spoke delicately through the object, “But I said I’d get you home, and I meant it. Need a final push? I’m gonna warn you, it’s gonna be really disorienting catching up to another you who moved on without any of this happening at all. But it’s better than rotting in a ship in a void of the unknowable, boss.”
“Well…unknowable is a bit much. Actually I’m kind of sure that this is a severed hyperspace-pocket. Pretty theoretical stuff, but definitely not eldritch. However…I’m not sure how one would get out of one of those,” Shida gave back, before shaking her head to focus and reaching for her head. “But…we still have friends in this universe who also escaped that beast. We can’t just leave them like this.”
“You’re the expert… honestly, I’m just as confused as to what this is. But fine… I’ll push you at mr. tall and handsome. Hang on to something.”
The floor, walls and ceiling of the bridge then began to glow the same color as the candy cane. Then everything began to shutter and quake. Chak got to the floor and crawled up next to Shida in a hurry.
Then there was this odd sensation, much like traveling through the portal that brought them here. The vessel around them sounded like it was threatening to tear apart at the seams, but it held strong as the background screaming of Doodle could be heard in the very air itself.
Then it all stopped.
Indicators now received signals and lit up around the operations of the bridge.
“There ya go, boss. Go get ‘im.”
Shida held a hand over her heart and took a deep breath.
“Computer, where the hell are we?”
The End?
-Good ending: Advent means Arrival-