by Per Holbo
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Thor almost lost every hope when he realized that the Farbauter with his friends on board was suddenly empty. He pressed the button to the transporter several times, even though he knew there was no point. Scans showed nothing but an empty Farbauter. He drummed his fingers on the console thinking about his next move. Then he got an idea and asked the computer to scan the large cruiser instead.
The results were clear enough: there were now five people more inside the cruiser than before. He punched the console in an effort to lock on to the five most resent blips, but the transporter reported only errors. The Yetten must have expected this to be his next move, he thought to himself. The only conclusion he could think of was to do the exact opposite of what they expected. If he could not transport his friends to Alfheim, why not try to transport himself to his friends. The cruiser´s shield would make it difficult, but he was sure it could be done. He opened a channel to the bridge.
”Baldur?”
The answer came immediately.
”I see it, Thor ... um ... Listen, now I´m going to say something really strange, so please bear with me, okay? Right, here we go: I was told to say ‘hi’ from yourself and remind you to just ‘do it right away - do not wait, do it immediately’”
”What??”
”Just.. don´t think this time, Thor! Just do it. Do it right away!”
Thor didn´t understand anything. Just do it? But... Then he had the strangest sensation in his body, that somehow told him that this really was the right course of action: that there was no time to think about it and that he had to just go!
So instead of making a fuzz, he quickly typed a bunch of numbers into the computer and pressed the button. The usual hissing followed by a small storm hitting him and suddenly he found himself in the hold of the big cruiser and looked around. Between a stack of crates and some cylinders with all different sorts of supplies was a window where he had a clear view of the warship Brimir. The ship was in an awful state. That which before had been one of the most feared warships in the Yetten fleet, now looked more like a flying heap of scrap with flakes of metal sticking out in too many directions and the entire energy system emitted sparks at random places. In some places there was even an outbreak of fire inside the ship itself where there were apparently still pockets of oxygen. Thor turned his eyes back to the hold where a few Yetten soldier lay crumpled on the floor. He searched their bodies and took their radios. One was completely destroyed and he threw it away. The second seemed to be fairly intact and perhaps Thor would be lucky enough to get in touch with the others using it. He pushed the button on the side of it. Nothing. He was just about to throw it away, but then he changed his mind and put it in the pocket of his jacket. Then he went to the door and found the panel on the wall beside it. He easily opened the panel with a snapping sound and soon after he had the door opened a crack. Just enough for him to squeeze through and out into the corridor. He had barely touched the floor in the corridor, before he heard a sound and threw himself into the nearest aisle...
