(drabble: a piece of prose fiction consisting of exactly 100 words)
toby heard the distress signal over the coms, disguised by the whizzing and twirling of the antiquated escape pod as it pummeled towards the boat. for all he knew, his chair fell to the floor behind him, but he didn't have time to check. the pod was going to crash through the engine of the ship.
the helm was manned by two young officers. toby brushed them aside, took the boat off auto, and announced over the speakers "hold on!" as the ship lurched under the pressure of the swift change in direction.
the pod passed. toby decided to follow.
the helm was manned by two young officers. toby brushed them aside, took the boat off auto, and announced over the speakers "hold on!" as the ship lurched under the pressure of the swift change in direction.
the pod passed. toby decided to follow.
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