Quorum of Salt
sci-fi◐ TeenCal dropped his scraper and went to find Bay 9. The corridor map had no such room, but when he traced the wall with his hand, he felt a seam the paint had hidden. A door. He pressed it, and it sighed open into the dark.
Inside Bay 9 was a single glass tank, fogged with cold. A woman floated in it, asleep, wires at her temples. A small plate read: FOUNDER. ORIGINAL CAPTAIN. Cal had grown up hearing the Captain was a legend, long dead. She was right here, and the ship wanted her gone.
What happens next?
2 ways forwardCal looked for a way to wake her. A panel on the tank had one warm button under a cracked cover. He pressed it. The fog cleared, her eyes snapped open, and she gasped through the glass. 'How long?' she mouthed. Cal held up nineteen fingers, twice, and her face went pale.