until I was ripped out of my shield."
"How long do you think it'll be before your gizmo is running correctly?"
"Your guess is as good as mine. So, in the meantime, we keep searching."
Nodding, Sender began climbing.
It was fifteen minutes later when they came to a hatch. Sender paused in front of the portal as she scanned it. "This section shows a rise in temperature."
"It could be our survivors," he surmised. Stepping in front of her, he pounded on the door and opened his external mic. "Open up! Guardian Command! Hello?"
The hatch opened inwardly a few inches, and a helmet with a dark visor peered around the corner. The man appeared to focus on the glowing G emblazoned above Hunter's left breast.
Hunter smiled. "You called for a taxi?"
"Oh, thank the gods!" the person exclaimed. He pulled the hatch away, allowing Hunter and Sender to step inside. Immediately, they were surrounded by three more men. Everyone wore their suits, including their helmets. One gray haired man with a weathered face stepped up to Hunter.
"I'm Fio Toreedus. I called in the emergency."
"I'm Master Hunter. This is Sender. You said there were six of you?" Hunter was happy to note that Sender kept her helmet on without having to be told. Apparently, the sight of everyone still wearing theirs was enough warning.
Toreedus gestured at a far wall. "Two of us were injured in the crash. Majurco has a crushed leg, but Dablinitun was thrown across his cabin. He fell against the edge of a console, and he has massive internal bleeding. We don't dare take off our suits because of the temperature, or else we'd treat him in our medic lab."
Hunter understood. Medical couldn't treat anyone while they were encapsulated within a suit. If they took the man out of his protective gear, he'd instantly freeze to death.
"It's minus one hundred sixteen in here," Sender noted aloud.
"Yeah, but it's negative two hundred fifty outside, and still dropping," Toreedus countered.
"Can you tell us what happened? What caused you to crash?"
"We picked up a load of rhonidirum from Segarii 4. We were to drop it off on Calasi."
"The factory planet?" Sender clarified.
Toreedus nodded. "Yes."
"You're a bit off course," Hunter noted.
The ship's captain sighed loudly. "We got caught up in a cosmic whirlpool. Came from out of nowhere. We never saw it approaching. We tried to break free of it, but the frekking thing dragged us all the way out here before it dissipated. We barely got the engines back online when this storm swallowed us. Shredded our relays. Knocked our engines into tomorrow." He shook his head at the memory. "We're lucky to be alive."
"Once we get you away from here, where do we need to take you?"
"I'm sorry, but we have no idea how far we're off the route. Our base is in the Ge Horca system."
"Ge Horca is eighteen clicks from here, but the Stellar Police Force has a sector base in this quadrant. We need to get your injured crew to their medical bay. From there, they can escort you to Ge Horca."
"We would be grateful," Toreedus answered.
Hunter called up to Three. "Challenger, can you read?"
There was no answer.
"Challenger? Can you read me?"
The comm remained silent.
"It could be the storm," Sender suggested.
"You can use our telecom," Toreedus offered. "It'll punch
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