Deep Space - Aboard the X-4 - Date : Unknown Time : Unknown
Morris’s crawled up out of the deep well of a dream and opened his eyes.
Thompson was leaning over him and swam into focus “Welcome back, Captain.”
“Wha?” Morris said, trying to get up.
“Hold on there, sir” Came the voice of Edwards. “We had to strap you in. Let me finish up here.”
Morris looked around. He was in the small common room off the main airlock strapped to one of the pull-out tables that doubled as a medical bed in the event of emergency. “What happened?”
“You’ve been out for about 3 hours. We’re not exactly sure how long since all of us blacked out when the blast hit.” Morris twisted to look at his watch, the face was cracked, useless.
“We lost all power. Only got backup power running throughout the ship in the last half hour or so. Chief thinks he can get gravity back in another couple hours if we can spare Edwards here from more pressing duties.” He nodded towards Edwards who was waving a medical scanner box over Morris’s chest.
Morris settled back against the headrest, “Any word from the other ships?”
“Radio’s out. Batteries exploded and took out most of the coils. Radioman Collins and Lewis are taking apart gunnery station 1 to try and scavenge parts to fix the radio.
Thompson glanced away, “But Captain, there may not be anyone to hear us.”
Morris furrowed his brow. “Spit it out, Thompson. What’s up?”
“Well, “ he hesitated, “Without my navigation computer, I can not fix our location. I have no idea where we are, but just from some rough calculations, we are millions of miles off course.
“Without a long distance radio, Earth has no idea where we are.”