Through Time, Darkly

[Vogel]

Doyles brows furrowed almost out of reflex. He was no scientist, but he knew that two hundred and fifty Kelvin for a body temperature wouldve made him a frozen chunk of organs.

So youre telling me that people arent just imagining this junk, he said slowly, And that my bird and I are literally freezing? How does that work? Why cant I feel a thing?

He knew things were afoot that were beyond his control and comprehension; this much was already very apparent to him. But time travel and nonsense aside, now he was literally breaking the bounds of physical science?

If only I knew how to do this fancy crap before the damned Coalition pushed us back to Pluto, mightve had a chance against the bastards

Confusion, mixing with his nausea, was weakening his knees. Another breath, a stern muscle pinch. In control, everythings fine

Except it wasnt. It took a moment or two to register it, but the old warriors survival paranoia once more kicked in.

What was that? he asked quickly, That bump just now. What was it, debris? Docking clamps? What are we docking with? His tone was heightening in pitch as he spoke faster. The hand closest to his sidearm twitched slightly without him noticing it.

Trap? Trick? Docked with the local Navys battleship? About to be stormed by commandos? Prison station? Some hidden dissecting lab hidden God knew where? Attack? Some stupid mistake? Somebody vent a space toilet somewhere on board?

He couldnt help but glare at Ellis.