Chapter 5 – Ghosts
Jerry lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling. The cabin's other bed was for Brandon, but he was elsewhere, probably eating, drinking, or telling tales, and perhaps all three at once. The room was small and quiet, and it was relaxing after all the hustle and bustle of getting the ship ready for departure.
The jump klaxon sounded. “Jump to cross-space in ten seconds. All hands, brace for jump.”
Jerry winced.
“Jump.”
There was the usual squeezing sensation, and then A.C.S. Sunfire was on its way to Cortex.
Jerry allowed his thoughts to drift, and imagery from the Third Battle of Blackshoals flitted through his mind. It wasn't a flashback related to his War Strain. He hadn't had any of those in a while, not since the psychic trauma he experienced on the Warhammer. No
