PART 3 Sitting in the pilot seat, (of a new scientifically improved Valkyrie flyer) and Charlie next to me, I felt a rush of exhilaration. I always had loved flying. I slowly pulled the lever for the doors of the flight pod to open. I started the computer, organized our flight path and put it on autopilot. We were to meet up with the ship 'Bascal' (the emergency rescue team) at zero twelve hundred hours. I …showed first 75 words of 403 total…

…showed last 75 words of 403 total…my eyes, reached over and turned the volume down. "Why?" I asked with indignation "Don't you like DJ Sammy?" "Oh yeah, TOTALLY!" Charlie smirked sarcastically. "It's like 20 years old that music!" "Hey!" I said reproachfully, "Its cool! Don't diss da music!" grinning at her. Charlie rolled her eyes at me and turned back to her computer. I sat there for a while listening to the pounding music till my head slumped and I fell asleep.....