That poised above her like a cosmic flail.
McNeer cried, "No, Bill! No!"
And then his audio
Clacked with the Skipper's thin, metallic voice,
"There's nothing we can do
But hope he pulls her through.
He made his choice, McNeer; a hero's choice."
As they watched tensely, all,
The spaceship seemed to crawl
An inch, a foot, a yard, another yard....