THEY are good – too good, so good this might end here and now.
My heart beats faster. My breathing quickens. My body arches over the controls wringing every atom from the hyperdrive.
I’ve lost two ships while lurking in the thick of the Belt, and now clear of the swarming debris, I see the monotony of space curve into infinity.
The QuadraScan shows two small asteroids caught in the gravitational well of my wedge-shaped ship. Another ship—inbound.
Friend or foe?
With shaking hands, I ready myself and push my ship into the void.
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MARTIAN DEATH RAY 