Sammel ran faster than he had ever run before. He found himself sliding sideways when he reached corners, skidding around as fast as his feet could carry him. He fell several times, mostly when the ship bucked. But he knew they were running out of time and Archer needed the engines up and running.
He didn't have the heart to tell his brother the wound they found in the hull was a different one than he had seen. Sammel tried not to think about how many other such punctures there were in the skin of the Day Wanderer. Doing so would drive his mind to try to calculate how much time they had on emergency power before the force fields serving as a skim of protection collapsed.
Sammel slid to a halt outside the main engine room, grateful the door was still partially open from his exit. It felt
