Garry sat bolt upright in his bunk. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
Gino, hastily pulling on his shirt, paused at Garry’s bunk. His eyes showed the anxiety he felt.
“Hurry and get dressed, Garry!” he said. “You and Patch. We’re in great danger. We’ve got to get ready for the captain’s orders.”
Garry leaped out of bed, his heart thumping swiftly. The cold floor on the soles of his feet shocked him fully awake. He seized his peacefully sleeping buddy and yanked him without mercy.
“Patch, get up! There’s trouble—I don’t know just what kind yet!”
Patch’s eyes were still drugged with sleep, but he struggled to a sitting position.
“Trouble? Wh—what trouble?” Patched muttered.
“I told you I don’t know, but Gino warned us to get ready for the captain’s orders. Hurry! Everyone else is already dressed and out of the dorm!”
Patch needed no more urging and popped out of bed. He and Garry quickly dressed and hurried out into the corridor to see what was going on.
There was no one in sight. The boys went farther along. Then, at the foot of the stairs leading into the center tube, they heard excited voices.