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"
Tell
me
,
Thom
.
Are
we
out
beyond
the
Rift
?
"
I
can
hear
the
fear
.
I
understand
what
she
’
s
going
through
.
It
’
s
the
nightmare
that
all
ship
crews
live
with
on
every
trip
.
That
something
will
go
wrong
with
the
routing
,
something
so
severe
that
they
’
ll
end
up
on
the
very
edge
of
the
network
.
That
they
’
ll
end
up
so
far
from
home
that
getting
back
will
take
years
,
not
months
.
And
that
,
of
course
,
years
will
have
already
passed
,
even
before
they
begin
the
return
trip
.
That
loved
ones
will
be
years
older
when
they
reach
home
.
If
they
’
re
still
there
.
If
they
still
remember
you
,
or
want
to
remember
.
If
they
’
re
still
recognizable
,
or
alive
.
Beyond
the
Aquila
Rift
.
It
’
s
shorthand
for
the
trip
no
one
ever
hopes
to
make
by
accident
.
The
one
that
will
screw
up
the
rest
of
your
life
,
the
one
that
creates
the
ghosts
you
see
haunting
the
shadows
of
company
bars
across
the
whole
Bubble
.
Men
and
women
ripped
out
of
time
,
cut
adrift
from
families
and
lovers
by
an
accident
of
an
alien
technology
we
use
but
barely
comprehend
.
"
Yes
,
"
I
say
.
"
We
’
re
beyond
the
Rift
.
"
Suzy
screams
,
knitting
her
face
into
a
mask
of
anger
and
denial
.
My
hand
is
cold
around
the
hypodermic
.
I
consider
using
it
.
*
*
*
A
new
repair
estimate
from
Kolding
.
Five
,
six
days
.
