"The little death!" Nadia said with a shudder.
As suddenly as the bell started it was stilled. A harsh voice came through the public address system, "Go to your quarters immediately! All personnel report immediately to your quarters and take to your bunks." The voice brayed forth the commands three more times at short intervals.
Gavin started at a run for the interior of the ship.
"Wait! Wait for me," Nadia cried.
He paused. "You better run for your cabin."
"I'm scared," she confessed in a trembling voice. "Let me come with you."
"I'm going to the engine room."
"But...." Her black eyes opened wide. Then she said defiantly, "I don't care. I—I want to come, too."
The jets fell silent.