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Chapter no 24

Project Hail Mary

โ€ŒOh.โ€Œ

Okay.

I see how it is.

Iโ€™m not some intrepid explorer who nobly sacri๏ฌced his life to save Earth. Iโ€™m a terri๏ฌed man who had to be literally dragged kicking and screaming onto the mission.

Iโ€™m a coward.

All that came to me in aย ๏ฌ‚ash. I sit on the stool and stare at the lab table. I went from nearly hysterical toโ€ฆthis. This is worse. Iโ€™m numb.

Iโ€™m a coward.

Iโ€™ve known for a while that Iโ€™m not the best hope for saving mankind. Iโ€™m just a guy with the genes to survive a coma. I made my peace with that a while ago.

But I didnโ€™t know I was a coward.

I remember the emotions. I remember that feeling of panic. I remember it all now. Sheer, unadulterated terror. Not for Earth or humanity or the children. For myself. Utter panic.

โ€œGod damn you, Stratt,โ€ย I mumble.

What ticks me o๏ฌ€ย the most is that she was right. Her plan worked perfectly. I got my memory back, and now Iโ€™m so committed to the mission Iโ€™m still going to give it my all. Plus, come on, of course I was going to give it my all. What else would I do? Let 7 billion people die to spite Stratt?

At some point, Rocky came through his tunnel to the lab. I donโ€™t know how long heโ€™s been there. He didnโ€™t have to comeโ€”he couldย โ€œseeโ€ย everything going on from the control room with his sonar sense. Still, there he is.

โ€œYou are very sad,โ€ย he says.ย โ€œYeah.โ€

โ€œI am sad also. But we not be sad for long. You are scientist. I am engineer.

Together we solve.โ€

I throw up my arms in frustration.ย โ€œHow?!โ€

He clicked along the tunnel to the closest point above me.ย โ€œTaumoeba eat all your fuel. Therefore Taumoeba survive and breed in fuel-tank environment.โ€

โ€œSo?โ€

โ€œMost life no can live outside its air. I die if not in Erid air. You die if not in Earth air. But Taumoeba survive when not in Adrian air. Taumoeba stronger than Erid lifeโ€”stronger than Earth life.โ€

I crane my neck to look up at him.ย โ€œTrue. And Astrophage are also pretty tough. They can live in vacuum and on the surface of stars.โ€

He tapped two claws together.ย โ€œYes yes. Astrophage and Taumoeba from same biosphere. Probably evolve from common ancestor. Adrian life is very strong.โ€

I sit up.ย โ€œYeah. Okay.โ€

โ€œYou have idea already. Not question. I know you. You have idea already.

Tell idea.โ€

I sigh.ย โ€œWellโ€ฆVenus, Threeworld, and Adrian all have a bunch of carbon dioxide. The Astrophage breeding zone in all three is where pressure is 0.02 atmospheres. So maybe Iโ€™ll start with a chamber full of pure carbon dioxide at

0.02 atmospheres and see if Taumoeba survives that. Then add in more gases one at a time to see what the problem is.โ€

โ€œUnderstand,โ€ย says Rocky.

I get to my feet and dust o๏ฌ€ย my jumpsuit.ย โ€œI need you to make me a test chamber. Clear xenonite with valves so I can let air in and out. Also, I need to be able to set temperature to minus 100 degrees Celsius, minus 50 degrees Celsius, or minus 82 degrees Celsius.โ€

I could use my own equipment, but why not take advantage of superior material and craftsmanship?

โ€œYes yes. I make now. We are team. Weย ๏ฌx this. No be sad.โ€ย He skitters down the tunnel toward the dormitory.

I check my watch.ย โ€œThe main thrust ends in thirty-four minutes. After thatโ€™s done, letโ€™s use the beetles to put ourselves in centrifuge mode.โ€

Rocky pauses.ย โ€œDangerous.โ€

โ€œYeah, I know. But we need gravity for the lab and I donโ€™t want to wait eleven days. I want to make good use of time.โ€

โ€œBeetles arranged for thrust, not rotation.โ€

Itโ€™s true. Our propulsion right now is, to say the least, rudimentary. We donโ€™t have servos or gimbals to vector our thrust. Weโ€™re like a sixteenth- century nautical ship, but weโ€™re using beetles for sails. Actually, scratch that. The nautical ship could at least control the angle of their sails. Weโ€™re more like a paddlewheel boat with a broken rudder.

Itโ€™s not all bad, though. We have some slight attitude control by deciding how much each engine thrusts. Itโ€™s how Rocky zeroed out our rotation before.ย โ€œItโ€™s worth the risk.โ€

He skitters back up the tunnel to face me.ย โ€œShip will rotate o๏ฌ€-axis. No can unspool centrifuge cables. Would tangle.โ€

โ€œWeโ€™ll create the needed rotationย ๏ฌrst, then shut o๏ฌ€ย beetles, then unspool cables.โ€

He draws back.ย โ€œIf ship not unspooled, force is too much for human.โ€

That does present a problem. I want 1 g of gravity for the lab when the ship is fully unspooled in two halves. To get that much rotational inertia with the ship in one piece means spinning itย veryย fast. Last time we did that, I passed out in the control room and Rocky almost died saving me.

โ€œOkayโ€ฆโ€ย I say.ย โ€œHow about this: Iโ€™ll lay down in the storage room under the dormitory. Thatโ€™s the closest to the center of ship I can get. The force will be smallest there. Iโ€™ll be okay.โ€

โ€œHow you operate centrifuge controls from storage room, question?โ€ย โ€œIโ€™llโ€ฆummโ€ฆIโ€™ll bring the labโ€™s control screen down there with me. Iโ€™ll run

data and power extension cables from the lab to the storage room. Yeah. That

should work.โ€

โ€œWhat if you unconscious and no can operate controls, question?โ€

โ€œThen you cancel the rotation and Iโ€™ll wake up.โ€

He shimmies back and forth.ย โ€œNo like. Alternate plan: Wait eleven days. Get to my ship. Clean out you ship fuel tanks. Sterilizeโ€”make sure no Taumoeba. Re๏ฌll with fuel from my ship. Then can use all functions of you ship again.โ€

I shake my head.ย โ€œI donโ€™t want to wait eleven days. I want to work now.โ€ย โ€œWhy, question? Why no wait, question?โ€

Heโ€™s completely right, of course. Iโ€™m risking my life and maybe the

structural integrity of theย Hail Mary. But I canโ€™t just sit around for eleven days when thereโ€™s so much work to do. How do I explainย โ€œimpatienceโ€ย to someone who lives seven hundred years?

โ€œHuman thing,โ€ย I say.

โ€œUnderstand. Not actually understand, butโ€ฆunderstand.โ€

โ€”

The spin-up went as planned. Rocky selected Ringo to do the spinning work, leaving John and Paul o๏ฌ„ine. George is still safely aboard the ship in case I need him.

The g-forces during the spin-up were roughโ€”I wonโ€™t lie. But I stayed awake long enough to manually deal with the centrifuge steps. Iโ€™m getting pretty good at it now. Since then, itโ€™s been a nice, level 1 g.

Yeah, it was impatient and a little risky, but thanks to that, Iโ€™ve had seven days of hardcore science since then.

Rocky delivered on the testing apparatus as promised. As always, everything workedย ๏ฌ‚awlessly. Instead of a small, annoying glass vacuum chamber, I had something resembling a largeย ๏ฌsh tank. Xenonite doesnโ€™t care if thereโ€™s a bunch of air pressure on a large,ย ๏ฌ‚at panel.ย โ€œBring it on,โ€ย says xenonite.

I have, shall we say, an inexhaustible supply of Taumoeba. Theย Hail Maryย is currently the Taumoeba party bus. All I have to do is open the fuel line that used to lead to the generator when I want more.

โ€”

โ€œHey, Rocky!โ€ย I call out from the lab.ย โ€œWatch me pull a Taumoeba out of a hat!โ€

Rocky climbs up his tunnel from the control room.ย โ€œI assume that is Earth idiom.โ€

โ€œYeah. Earth has entertainment calledย โ€˜televisionโ€™ย andโ€”โ€ย โ€œDo not explain, please. You haveย ๏ฌndings, question?โ€

Just as well. It would take a long time to explain cartoons to an alien.ย โ€œI

have some results.โ€

โ€œGood good.โ€ย He hunkers down into a comfortable sitting position.ย โ€œTellย ๏ฌndings!โ€ย He tries to hide it, but his voice is just a touch higher in pitch than normal.

I gesture to the lab apparatus.ย โ€œThis functions perfectly, by the way.โ€ย โ€œThank. Tell aboutย ๏ฌndings.โ€

โ€œMyย ๏ฌrst experiment was Adrianโ€™s environment. I added Taumoeba and a

slide covered in Astrophage. The Taumoeba survived and ate it all. No surprise there.โ€

โ€œNo surprise. Is their native environment. But proves equipment works.โ€ย โ€œExactly. I did more tests to learn Taumoebaโ€™s limits. In Adrian air, they

can live from minus 180 degrees Celsius to 107 degrees Celsius. Outside that

range they die.โ€ย โ€œImpressive range.โ€

โ€œYes. Also, they can survive in a near vacuum.โ€

โ€œLike your fuel tanks.โ€

โ€œYeah, but not aย totalย vacuum.โ€ย I frown.ย โ€œThey need carbon dioxide. At least a little bit of it. I made an Adrian environment but put argon in instead of carbon dioxide. The Taumoeba didnโ€™t eat anything. They stayed dormant. Eventually they starved to death.โ€

โ€œExpected,โ€ย he says.ย โ€œAstrophage need carbon dioxide. Taumoeba from same ecology. Taumoeba also need carbon dioxide. How they get carbon dioxide in fuel tanks, question?โ€

โ€œI had the same question!โ€ย I say.ย โ€œSo I did a spectrograph of my fuel-bay sludge. Thereโ€™s a bunch of CO2ย gas dissolved into the liquid.โ€

โ€œAstrophage probably have carbon dioxide inside. Or decomposition creates carbon dioxide. Some percentage died in fuel tanks over time. Not all cells are perfect. Defects. Mutations. Some die. Those dead Astrophage put carbon dioxide in tanks.โ€

โ€œAgreed.โ€

โ€œGoodย ๏ฌndings,โ€ย he says. He starts climbing back down.ย โ€œWait. I have more. Much more.โ€

He stops.ย โ€œMore, question? Good.โ€

I lean against my lab table and pat the tank.ย โ€œI made Venus in the tank. But not quite Venus. Venusโ€™s air is 96.5 percent carbon dioxide and 3.5 percent nitrogen. I started with just the carbon dioxide. The Taumoeba wereย ๏ฌne. Then I added the nitrogen. And the Taumoeba all died.โ€

He raises his carapace.ย โ€œAll die, question? Sudden, question?โ€ย โ€œYes,โ€ย I say.ย โ€œIn seconds. All dead.โ€ย โ€œNitrogenโ€ฆunexpected.โ€

โ€œYeah, very unexpected!โ€ย I say.ย โ€œI repeated experiment with Threeworldโ€™s air. Carbon dioxide only: The Taumoeba wereย ๏ฌne. I added in the sulfur dioxide: The Taumoeba wereย ๏ฌne. I added the nitrogen: Boom! All the Taumoeba died.โ€

He taps a claw absently on the tunnel wall.ย โ€œVery very unexpected. Nitrogen harmless to Erid life. Nitrogen required by many Erid life.โ€

โ€œSame with Earth,โ€ย I say.ย โ€œEarthโ€™s air is seventy-eight percent nitrogen.โ€ย โ€œConfusing,โ€ย he says.

Heโ€™s not alone. Iโ€™m just as ba๏ฌ„ed as he is. Weโ€™re both thinking the same

thing: If all life evolved from a single source, how can nitrogen be critical to two biospheres and toxic to a third?

Nitrogen is utterly harmless and nearly inert in its gaseous state. Itโ€™s usually content to be N2, which barely wants to react with anything. Human bodies ignore the stu๏ฌ€ย despite every breath being 78 percent nitrogen. As for Erid,

their atmosphere is mostly ammoniaโ€”a nitrogen compound. How could a

panspermia event ever seed Earth and Eridโ€”two nitrogen-riddled planetsโ€”if a tiny amount of nitrogen kills that life?

Well, the answer to that is easy: Whatever the life-form was that caused the panspermia, it didnโ€™t have a problem with nitrogen. Taumoeba, which evolved later, does.

Rockyโ€™s carapace sinks.ย โ€œSituation bad. Threeworld air is eight percent nitrogen.โ€

I sit on the lab stool and cross my arms.ย โ€œVenusโ€™s air is 3.5 percent nitrogen. Same problem.โ€

He sinks farther and his voice drops an octave.ย โ€œHopeless. Cannot change Threeworld air. Cannot change Venus air. Cannot change Taumoeba. Hopeless.โ€

โ€œWell,โ€ย I say.ย โ€œWe canโ€™t change Threeworld or Venusโ€™s air. But maybe we can change Taumoeba.โ€

โ€œHow, question?โ€

I grab my tablet from the workbench and scroll through my notes about Eridian physiology.ย โ€œDo Eridians have diseases? Sicknesses inside your bodies?โ€

โ€œSome. Very, very bad.โ€

โ€œHow does your body kill diseases?โ€

โ€œEridian body is closed,โ€ย he explains.ย โ€œOnly opening happen when eat or lay egg. After opening seals, area inside made very hot inside with hot blood for long time. Kill any disease. Disease can only get into body through wound. Then is very bad. Body shut down infected area. Heat with hot blood to kill disease. If disease fast, Eridian die.โ€

No immune system at all. Just heat. Well, why not? The hot circulatory system of an Eridian boils water to make the muscles move. Why not use it to cook and sterilize incoming food too? And with heavy oxidesโ€”basically rocksโ€”as skin, they donโ€™t get many cuts or abrasions. Even their lungs donโ€™t exchange material with the outside. If any pathogens do get in, the body seals the area o๏ฌ€ย and boils it. An Eridian body is a nearly impenetrable fortress.

But a human body is more like a borderless police state.

โ€œHumans are very di๏ฌ€erent,โ€ย I say.ย โ€œWe get diseases all the time. We have very powerful immune systems. Also, weย ๏ฌnd cures for diseases in nature. The word isย โ€˜antibiotics.โ€™ โ€

โ€œNo understand,โ€ย he says.ย โ€œCures for diseases in nature, question? How, question?โ€

โ€œOther life on Earth evolved defenses against the same diseases. They emit chemicals that kill the disease without harming other cells. Humans eat those chemicals and they kill disease but not our human cells.โ€

โ€œAmaze. Erid no have this.โ€

โ€œItโ€™s not a perfect system, though,โ€ย I say.ย โ€œAntibiotics work very well atย ๏ฌrst, but then over the years, they become less and less e๏ฌ€ective. Eventually they barely work at all.โ€

โ€œWhy, question?โ€

โ€œDiseases change. Antibiotics kill almost all the disease in the body, but some survive. By using antibiotics, humans are accidentally teaching diseases how to survive those antibiotics.โ€

โ€œAh!โ€ย Rocky says. He raises his carapace a tad.ย โ€œDisease evolves defense against chemical that kills it.โ€

โ€œYes,โ€ย I say. I point at the tank.ย โ€œNow think of Taumoeba as disease.

Think of nitrogen as antibiotic.โ€

He pauses, then raises his carapace back to its proper location.ย โ€œUnderstand! Make environment barely deadly. Breed Taumoeba that survive. Make more deadly. Breed survivors. Repeat, repeat, repeat!โ€

โ€œYes,โ€ย I say.ย โ€œWe donโ€™t need to understand why or how nitrogen kills Taumoeba. We just need to breed nitrogen-resistant Taumoeba.โ€

โ€œYes!โ€ย he says.

โ€œGood!โ€ย I slap the top of the tank.ย โ€œMake me ten of these, but smaller. Also provide a way for me to get Taumoeba samples without interrupting the experiment. Make a very accurate gas injection systemโ€”I need exact control over the nitrogen quantity in the tank.โ€

โ€œYes! I make! I make now!โ€

He skitters down to the dormitory.

โ€”

I check the results of the spectrograph and shake my head.ย โ€œNo good. Complete failure.โ€

โ€œSad,โ€ย Rocky says.

I put my chin in my hands.ย โ€œMaybe I canย ๏ฌlter out the toxins.โ€

โ€œMaybe you can concentrate on Taumoeba.โ€ย Thereโ€™s a special warble that Rocky does when heโ€™s being snarky. That warble is especially present right now.

โ€œTheyโ€™re coming alongย ๏ฌne.โ€ย I glance over to the Taumoeba processing tanks arrayed along one side of the lab.ย โ€œNothing to do but wait. Weโ€™ve had good results. Theyโ€™re already up to 0.01 percent nitrogen and surviving. The next generation might be able to go as high as 0.015.โ€

โ€œThis is waste of time. Also waste of my food.โ€ย โ€œI need to know if I can eat your food.โ€

โ€œEat your own food.โ€

โ€œIโ€™ve only got a few months of real food left. You have enough aboard your ship to feed a crew of twenty-three Eridians for years. Erid life and Earth life use the same proteins. Maybe I can eat your food.โ€

โ€œWhy you sayย โ€˜real food,โ€™ย question? What is non-real food, question?โ€

I checked the readout again. Why does Eridian food have so many heavy metals in it?ย โ€œReal food is food that tastes good. Food thatโ€™s fun to eat.โ€

โ€œYou have not-fun food, question?โ€

โ€œYeah. Coma slurry. The ship fed it to me during the trip here. I have enough to last me almost four years.โ€

โ€œEat that.โ€

โ€œIt tastes bad.โ€

โ€œFood experience not that important.โ€

โ€œHey.โ€ย I point at him.ย โ€œTo humans, food experience is very important.โ€ย โ€œHumans strange.โ€

I point at the spectrometer readout screen.ย โ€œWhy does Eridian food have

thallium in it?โ€ย โ€œHealthy.โ€

โ€œThallium kills humans!โ€

โ€œThen eat human food.โ€

โ€œUgh.โ€ย I walk over to the Taumoeba tanks. Rocky had outdone himself. I can control the nitrogen content to within one part per million. And so far, things are looking good. Sure, this generation can only handle a smidgen of nitrogen, but itโ€™s a smidgen more than the previous generation could do.

The plan is working. Our Taumoeba are developing nitrogen resistance. Will they ever be able to handle the 3.5 percent needed for Venus? Or the

8 percent for Threeworld? Who knows? Weโ€™ll just have to wait and see.

Iโ€™m using percentages here to track the nitrogen. I can only get away with that because in all cases, Astrophage breed where the air is 0.02 atmospheres of pressure. So, since the pressure is always the same across all experiments, I can just track the percent of nitrogen.

Theย properย way to do it would be to trackย โ€œpartial pressure.โ€ย But thatโ€™s annoying. Iโ€™d just end up dividing by 0.02 atmospheres and multiplying by it again later when dealing with data.

I pat the top of Tank Three. Itโ€™s been my lucky tank. Out of twenty-three generations of Taumoeba, Tank Three made the strongest strain nine times. Pretty good, considering sheโ€™s got nine other tanks to compete with.

Yes, Tank Three is aย โ€œshe.โ€ย Donโ€™t judge me.ย โ€œHow long until we reach theย Blip-A?โ€ย โ€œSeventeen hours until reverse-thrust maneuver.โ€

โ€œOkay, letโ€™s spin down the centrifuge now. Just in case we run into trouble and need extra time toย ๏ฌx something.โ€

โ€œAgree. I go to control room now. You go to storage locker and lieย ๏ฌ‚at. Do not forget control panel with long extension cords.โ€

I glance around the lab. Everything isย ๏ฌrmly secured.ย โ€œYeah, okay. Letโ€™s do it.โ€

โ€”

โ€œJohn, Ringo, Paul o๏ฌ€,โ€ย says Rocky.ย โ€œVelocity is orbital.โ€

There is noย โ€œstationaryโ€ย in a solar system. Youโ€™re always moving around something. In this case, Rocky reduced our cruise velocity to put us in a

stable orbit about 1 AU from Tau Ceti. Thatโ€™s where he left theย Blip-A.

Rocky relaxes in his control-room bulb. He clamps the boxes to their wall mounts. Now that the engines are o๏ฌ€ย weโ€™re back to zero g, and the last thing we want is for theย โ€œmake ship thrustโ€ย button to beย ๏ฌ‚oating around unattended.

He grabs a couple of handholds and centers his carapace over the texture monitor. As always, it shows him my center monitor feed with colors represented as textures.

โ€œYou in control now.โ€ย Heโ€™s done his job. Now itโ€™s my turn.ย โ€œHow long until theย ๏ฌ‚ash?โ€ย I ask

Rocky pulls an Eridian clock o๏ฌ€ย the wall.ย โ€œNextย ๏ฌ‚ash is three minutes, seven seconds.โ€

โ€œOkay.โ€

Rockyโ€™s no dope. He left his ship set up to turn on its engines for a fraction of a second every twenty minutes or so, giving us a much-needed beacon. Itโ€™s easy enough to math out where the shipย shouldย be. But gravity from other planets, inaccurate measurement of last known velocities, inaccuracies in our estimate of Tau Cetiโ€™s gravityโ€ฆthey all add up to make slight errors. And a slight error on the location of something orbiting a star is a pretty big distance.

So rather than hoping we can see Taulight re๏ฌ‚ect o๏ฌ€ย the ship when we get to where it should be, he just set it up toย ๏ฌ‚ash the engines now and then. All I have to do is watch with the Petrovascope. Itโ€™ll be anย extremelyย brightย ๏ฌ‚ash.

โ€œWhat is current nitrogen tolerance, question?โ€

โ€œTank Three had some survivors at 0.6 percent nitrogen today. Iโ€™m breeding them up now.โ€

โ€œWhat spacing, question?โ€

Itโ€™s a conversation weโ€™ve had dozens of times. But itโ€™s fair for him to be curious. His species depends on it.

Theย โ€œspacing,โ€ย as weโ€™ve come to call it, is the di๏ฌ€erence in how much nitrogen each of the ten tanks receives. I donโ€™t just do the same thing in every tank. With each new generation, I try ten new percentages of nitrogen.

โ€œIโ€™m being aggressiveโ€”0.05 percent increments.โ€ย โ€œGood good,โ€ย he says.

All ten tanks are breeding Taumoeba-06 (named for the nitrogen percent it can withstand). Tank One is the control, as always. It has 0.6 percent nitrogen in the air. Taumoeba-06 should have no problem in there. If it does, it means there was a mistake in the previous batch and I have to go back to an earlier strain.

Tank Two has 0.65 percent nitrogen. Tank Three has 0.7. And so on all the way up to Tank Ten with 1.05 percent. The heartiest survivors will be the champions, and will move on to the next round. I wait a few hours just to make sure they can breed for at least two generations. Taumoeba has a ridiculously fast doubling time. Fast enough to eat all my fuel in a matter of days, as it happens.

If we get to Venus or Threeworld nitrogen percentages, Iโ€™ll do much more thorough testing.

โ€œFlash is soon,โ€ย Rocky says.ย โ€œCopy.โ€

I bring up the Petrovascope on the center monitor. Normally, Iโ€™d have it o๏ฌ€ย to the side, but the center is the only one Rocky canย โ€œsee.โ€ย As expected, thereโ€™s just background light in the Petrova frequency courtesy of Tau Ceti. I pan and tilt the camera. We deliberately positioned ourselves closer to Tau Ceti than theย Blip-Aย should be. So Iโ€™m looking more or less directly away from the star. That should minimize the background IR and give me a good view of theย ๏ฌ‚ash.

โ€œOkay. I think I have it pointed roughly toward your ship.โ€

Rocky concentrates on his texture monitor.ย โ€œUnderstand. Thirty-seven seconds untilย ๏ฌ‚ash.โ€

โ€œHey. Whatโ€™s is your shipโ€™s name, anyway?โ€ย โ€œBlip-A.โ€

โ€œNo, I mean, what do you call it?โ€

โ€œShip.โ€

โ€œYour ship has no name?โ€

โ€œWhy would ship have name, question?โ€ย I shrugged.ย โ€œShips have names.โ€

He points to my pilotโ€™s seat.ย โ€œWhat is name of you chair, question?โ€

โ€œIt doesnโ€™t have a name.โ€

โ€œWhy does ship have name but chair no have name, question?โ€ย โ€œNever mind. Your ship is theย Blip-A.โ€

โ€œThat is what I said. Flash in ten seconds.โ€ย โ€œCopy.โ€

Rocky and I each fall silent and stare at our respective screens. It took me a long time to notice the subtleties, but I can now tell when Rocky is paying attention to something speci๏ฌc. He tends to angle his carapace toward it and pivot ever so slightly back and forth. If I follow the line heโ€™s pivoting on, thatโ€™s usually what heโ€™s examining.

โ€œThreeโ€ฆtwoโ€ฆoneโ€ฆnow!โ€

Right on cue, a few pixels on-screen blink white.ย โ€œGot it,โ€ย I say.

โ€œI not notice.โ€

โ€œIt was dim. We must be far away. Hang onโ€ฆโ€ย I switch to the Telescope screen and pan to where theย ๏ฌ‚ash came from. I sweep back and forth with small movements until I catch a slight discoloration in the blackness. Taulight re๏ฌ‚ecting o๏ฌ€ย theย Blip-A.ย โ€œYeah, weโ€™re pretty far away.โ€

โ€œBeetles have much fuel remaining. Is okay. Tell me angle change.โ€

I check the readouts at the bottom of the screen. All we have to do is align theย Hail Maryย with the current telescope angle.ย โ€œRotate yaw plus 13.72 degrees. Rotate pitch minus 9.14 degrees.โ€

โ€œYaw plus one three mark seven two. Pitch minus nine mark one four.โ€ย He grabs the beetle controls from their holders and gets to work. Byย ๏ฌ‚icking on and o๏ฌ€ย the beetles in sequence, he angles the ship toward theย Blip-A.

I zero the telescope and zoom in to con๏ฌrm. The di๏ฌ€erence between background space and the ship is so small as to be barely perceivable. But itโ€™s there.ย โ€œAngle correct.โ€

He focuses hard on his texture screen.ย โ€œI no detect anything on-screen.โ€ย โ€œLight di๏ฌ€erence is very very small. Need human eyes to detect. Angle is

good.โ€

โ€œUnderstand. What is range, question?โ€

I switch to the Radar screen. Nothing.ย โ€œToo far for my radar to see. At least ten thousand kilometers.โ€

โ€œAccelerate to what velocity, question?โ€

โ€œHow aboutโ€ฆthree kilometers per second? Will get to theย Blip-Aย in an hour or so.โ€

โ€œThree thousand meters per second. Standard acceleration rate is acceptable, question?โ€

โ€œYes. Fifteen meters per second per second.โ€ย โ€œTwo hundred second thrust. Begin now.โ€

I brace for gravity.

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