Unending kick of conscience, alarm of dropping number of the explosives, beeping of the radar and turmoiled conversations make them even more feeling restless. Sorrowfully, Epharil gave her approval for the release of one of the shuttles.
“No! No! Jasper! Take over the system of that shuttle! Take the operator back here!” Eve shouted to the program.
But, since the command was ordered by the three heads, no one of them can instruct him to withdraw the order without the heads’ notice.
“Who’s in there?!” Eula grabbed on Epharil, but her seat belted her, making her stay in place.
“Is it the Captain?!” Eve shouted.
“Is he?” She whimpered this time but still, the old woman has no reply to any of their queries.
‘Shuttle 014 had finally launched,’ the program announced that trembled them.
“Epharil, please, order the program to take that person back here,” Eula plead, pressing on the screen; widening the range of the barrier to reach the shuttle.