A moment only had passed. My fancy that the Moon-disc was enlarged was merely the horror of my imagination. We had not fallen far enough yet for that.
But we were falling. Unless I could do something, we would crash upon the Lunar surface.
Anita, killed in this Planetara turret. The end of everything for us.
Action came to me. I gasped, "Miko, you stay here! The controls are dead! You stay here—hold Anita."
I ignored Moa's weapon which she was still clutching mechanically. Snap thrust her away.
"Sit back! Let us alone! We're falling! Don't you understand?"
This deadly danger, to level us all! No longer were we captors and captured. Not brigands for this moment. No thought of Grantline's treasure! Trapped humans only! Leveled by the common, instinct of self-preservation. Trapped here together, fighting for our lives.
Miko gasped. "Can you—check us? What happened?"
"I don't know. I'll try."