Chapter Five

Pushing forward into the face of fear

It's no time, other than local time after Snackler is collected unceremoniously by the pod's beam, just a shimmering zip zip and all aboard. No time registers on the gauges for his secret lunch break in Babylon. Only his own memory and an afternoon's worth of aging recorded the event. One moment he was happily nuzzling Beltis. The following moment not e…