Chapter 2-2
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Twenty minutes later Jenna had a splitting headache but still hadn’t found what she was looking for. Then again, she was only up to the letter D in the index.
Having to sit on the floor wasn’t helping. She considered moving the books into the galley, but really didn’t want to be away from the bridge. Not much was working, but that was kind of the point. What was working worked on the bridge. She had no confidence that it would relay to her datapad correctly.
Wearing her suit made things worse, but she wasn’t taking it off. She had no way to be sure another set of routines wouldn’t fire off at any moment, dumping all the air into space or pulling some other nasty, and fatal without a suit, trick.
Still, she needed to take a break, if only to let the burning in her eyes settle. She pushed herself up and went to grab a drink… and hopefully a moment of inspiration as to what section she needed to look under.
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