The sleek craft rattled and groaned as it quickly slowed in speed. Captain
James Lowe, an older man of about forty-years, well muscled and fit for his
age, grasped his sweaty arm rest. How could he have misjudged the power
capacity?

he Copilot: Ensign Alec Driscol, a well groomed man of twenty- five
years, was sweating bullets.The power cells were overloading fast! Off in the distance, they could see an old, abandoned space station.
"Lets go for it!", Lowe yelled. "I think we have just enough power
make it."
"We have to try." Ensign Driscol agreed.

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