It now displayed a clearer, though still somewhat grainy and littered with tailing debris, image of five ships emerging from the outward ripple of distortion wake caused by jumping in. They were far closer than the freighter and turning to present their bows to the imager.
And that’s when all hell broke loose.
“Initiate, act four!” Johan stabbed at the ghost just as every monitor on the command floor flickered and died.
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