Hudson with Terror

[Reeves]

The sound of a restrained chuckle crackled through the communication channel between their helmets, it was the only way to hear each other over all the noise the engines made. "Dangerous thing to suggest to a man like me." He broke their holding pattern with a flick of the wrist to bring the ship back into a straight line, redlining the engines for a split second to fling the ship forward with great speed. They were on a direct course for Planetform's campsite, but when they were a few klicks away, Morreti dipped the nose.

They were going straight down like a bird that had seen prey in the undergrowth, almost as if with reckless abandon. When he did pull the ship out of it, they were skimming the snow beneath them, running through the darkness that blanketed the terrain ahead of them and with all the lights off. The only way Morreti seemed to know where he was going and how close to the ground he was, was by the feedback that would rattle his controls and warn him of collisions. "Be ready." If he was saying that, this couldn't possibly bode well.

Lights were becoming visible up ahead, after about ten minutes of this.

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