Quickly, quickly Adam grabbed Tana​ by the waist. By the time their shuttle had blown apart, they'd gotten very close to the Skymaster itself. So close, in fact, that Adam was able to shoot a magnet from his wrist so it stuck to the Skymaster's hull. Then, he hit a sensor so that the half of the magnet that stayed with Adam pulled itself through space to meet its' other half, carrying Adam and Tana along with it.

     Then, a warship got in the way, got between Adam and Tana and the Skymaster. 

     It didn't stop Adam and Tana's forward progress, but within two seconds it was about to. Adam saw the visor in the hull of the warship. He shot a volley of bomb stamps at it. He must've done something exactly right because, just like that, the warship both imploded and exploded at the same time. It made no noise because there is no sound is space, but shrapnel flew everywhere. Adam grabbed one particularly large chunk so that it carried him and Tana to the hull of the Skymaster. He slapped more stamp bombs to the side of the Skymaster's hull. One. Two. Thr…

​     The stamps erupted.

     Blowing a hole in the side of the Skymaster's hull the size of a compact car. All of what, moments before, had been inside of the Skymaster, associates, furniture, technology, all went flying off into space as if carried by a hurricane. As before, after Adam blew a hole in the Skymaster, the hull immediately began to self repair. Adam and Tana climbed beyond the hull into the ruined part of the Skymaster itself so that, after it sealed, they were inside the casino rather than outside in space.

​     "I want us out of these suits," Adam told Tana via their mutual com-link. "But not until they fill this corridor with oxygen. I'll tell you when." He held her hand as he spoke. "For now, just stand still. Stand still with me." Tana felt comforted by the grip. And, sure enough, just as he said, within five minutes, the hull had rebuilt itself, and Adam and Tana were able to take off their space suits.

​     "You were pretty good with that firearm back there," Adam said. "That wasn't your first time with a weapon, was it?"

     "As a matter of fact, I've had a lot of experience with weaponry."

​     "Cool." He kneeled like an Olympic athlete beginning an event. "They're going to come at us from both sides. I'm going to attack everybody all at once. and, as I do, I'm going to throw some guns and stuff at you. Grab them. Use them. Got it?"

     "Got it."

     "Here they come." Adam threw a few explosive stamps to his right to take out some associates coming at him from that way, then turned and fired some drug-tipped darts at those coming at him from his left with both forefingers. He never missed, and the drugs worked immediately, so the associates dropped one, two, three.

     Then, from his right...

     KA-BLOOOM! 

​     The blast from the stamp bombs blew both Adam and Tana, as well as a bunch of associates, to the left. It was then that Adam grabbed a couple of guns that the drugged associates had dropped. He threw them at Tana, and she snatched them out of the air. Then Adam grabbed a couple of semi-automatics off of the floor for himself. He blasted away as he ran down the hall, firing the weapons with both hands, killing associates with each step. Tana followed, killing every associate who came at them from the rear. 

​     Then no more associates. No one attacked them. 

​     "I guess they're getting tired of being killed," Tana said. 

​     "Too bad." Adam had very little sympathy for them.

     "They were promised billions. They were promised the world."

​     "They should've gotten real jobs instead."

​     "Adam, if..."

      "They backed the wrong horse, is all. They got greedy."

​     "You make it..."​

     "They're all dying, Tana. Every single one of them. No more philosophy. We've got to keep moving."

     "I'm just..." 

     "We need to find a computer is what we need to do."

CONTINUE