Harold coughed and then groaned as his head threatened to explode. "What the hell happened?"
He felt a hand grab his shoulder and Angela's face came into view. "Are you OK?" Direct-touch suit comms, so the radio relays were offline?
"I'm alive. OK can come later. What happened?"
"Ship says that we hit a spatial fold."
"Doesn't explain why I feel like I got trampled by an elephant."
"That's because our forward momentum in hyperspace translated into inertia when we re-entered normal space. The ships dampeners weren't enough. The drive is damaged and we're dead in the black.