"It was set at about a hundred years, sir. Doesn't that fit at all?"
"I can't believe it's possible."
Carl caught my eye. "Captain, we save this time without aging at all. It puts us near a calculated destination."
"We've lost our lifetime." It was Karen. She had been crying silently while we talked.
"Don't think about it," Paul said. "We can still pull this out all right if you don't lose your nerve."
"What are we to do?" she asked.
John answered for me. "First we've got to find out where we are. I know this ship but I can't fly it."
"Can I?" I asked.
We set up a temporary plan of action. Paul took Karen to the laboratory in an effort to help her remember her job. Carl went back to divide the rations.