But the Emperor’s fighters remained in hot pursuit. Their laser fire coming closer and closer. The devastating effects of being hit could be seen in the massive explosions when errant shots hit unintended space stations.
“Go there.”
Their new companion leaned forward and pointed to a massive space habitat in the distance. There was no time for questions. I just obeyed and hoped for the best. It was just one of those things.
I continued to weave this way and that as randomly as possible. Our destination was coming closer now. It was huge but looked somewhat ominous, its atmosphere an unhealthy-looking grey color. There were what looked like dilapidated mega-cities on its surface.
Then one of the laser shots grazed one of the ship’s wings. I nearly lost control of the ship but just regained control as we entered its atmosphere. The fighters pulled back and didn’t follow us. An emergency siren went off.
“Prepare for a crash landing,” I yelled.
And then things went blank. If it had been any other ship, we’d have been killed. Its emergency systems were legendary. It’s AI must have taken over to mitigate damage.
I can still remember regaining consciousness. It was a slow and painful experience. The first thing I felt was a throbbing headache.
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