Tom gave a short laugh. "The last time it rained in this place dinosaurs were roaming around on Earth!"
"How about food?" asked Roger.
"Plenty of that," answered Astro. "This is a passenger ship, remember! They have everything you could ask for, including smoked Venusian fatfish!"
"Then let's get out of here and take a look," said Tom.
The three bruised but otherwise healthy cadets climbed slowly down to the control deck and headed for the galley, where Tom found six plastic containers of Martian water.
"Spaceman, this is the biggest hunk of luck we've had in the last two hours," said Roger, taking one of the containers.
"Why two hours, Roger?" asked Astro, puzzled.
"Two hours ago we were still in space expecting to splash in," said Tom. He opened one of the containers and offered it to Astro. "Take it easy, Astro," said Tom. "Unless we find something else to drink, this might have to last a long time."
"Yeah," said Roger, "a long time. I've been thinking about our chances of getting out of this mess."
"Well," asked Astro, "what has the great Manning brain figured out?"