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Stoat · 02-08-2011, 02:57 PM,

Vogel and Frisk departed two hours later, ostensibly heading for Planet Stuttgart to prepare for the arrival of the Stahlauge.

By the time the Stahlauge departed the next day, they had jumped to the Stuttgart system and were attempting to contact the Battleship Karlsruhe to confirm docking rights. All their attempts failed.

'Jan, are you able to raise the Karlsruhe?' Vogel asked

'No. I'm just getting static. Does something here feel wrong to you too, Kurt?'

'Ja, it does indeed. Come on, let's head for the Karlsruhe. We might be able to find out what's going on.'

'Agreed. Engaging trade lane sequence now.'

The two vessels docked with the trade lane and rapidly accelerated. As they travelled the lane heading for Planet Stuttgart, they received a broken transmission.

''¦.yday! Mayday! This '¦'¦.'¦..ke Vardogr. I am und'¦'¦...tack! Sector delta 5 7, within the Ostne'¦'¦'¦'¦'¦..tiple vess'¦'¦'¦'¦'¦'¦..gines heavily damaged. Mayday!'

'Jan, are you getting this transmission?'

'I am, Kurt. Do you think that's who we're meant to be coming to meet?'

'Damn! It's convenient that it occurs now, don't you think, considering we're unable to reach the Karlsruhe. Break from the lane, Jan, we have to investigate this. Drop a location beacon with our vector though, just in case.'

The two Wraiths fell out of the lane sequence, and a beacon dropped. Turning towards the Ostnebel, they entered the location co-ordinates and engaged their cruise engines. Before long the clouds of the Ostnebel enveloped them, and their scanning arrays struggled to penetrate more than two clicks ahead.

'Kurt, I've got a really bad feeling about this.'

'You still dropping those beacons, Jan? I want a fast way out of this if things get nasty.'

'Dropping them every eight clicks, Kurt. If we need to run, we've got a signpost showing the way. Trouble is they've only got a range of about five clicks in this soup.'

Some way behind them, well out of scanner range, two Wilde vessels followed the Wraiths, temporarily disabling each beacon they came across.

Aboard the Stahlauge, Thorsten Waap checked the time. Soon, he knew, he should receive news of the death of two friends.

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