Chapter 7

Another quick glance around to make sure he was alone and then he went inside, dropping his stolen bag on his command chair. Justin simply stood where his chair should have been and stared at the damage of the area. It was a disaster. Wires and panels bent, broken, spilling out across every available surface. The view screen was cracked, as were half of the control panels. At least some animal hadn’t moved in and started nesting in the guts of his ship. He hoped not. It was kind of hard to be sure in the dark. If there was, as long as the critters didn’t get into his standard rations, he would live with it.

Only one last thing to do. As silently as possible, Justin slipped back out of the hatch. He needed to make sure the hull didn’t have any holes big enough for the aliens to climb through. The top was impossible to see, so he hugged the starboard side as he started his rudimentary inspection, pleased that nothing showed so far except some heavy dents the starboard panels.