But no matter what, her situation was dire.
"Who could it be?"
Gazing at the silent, abyss-like expanse of the cosmos, Field couldn't afford to dwell on it. Without a starship, could they ever return to civilization?
Although they had only left Alek Space Station half a day ago, the distance they had crossed was immense—perhaps tens of thousands of light-years.
The universe is vast, filled with countless intelligent life forms, but in reality, it has always been a silent place.
Losing their star-chart and ship was tantamount to being lost forever—a death sentence.
She knew in her heart that their chances of survival were minuscule.
Without supplies, they would die in a week at most.
Their only hope now was the communicator she kept on her person.
The device was an old model, but it still had a basic distress call function.
