Аннотация
“Gangway! Make a hole!”
Atish Khatami shouted the commands over the wail of the red alert sirens as she sprinted down the curving corridor of Deck 5 on her way to the nearest turbolift. Ahead of her, crew members already moving to their assigned battle stations cleared the center of the hallway, some even flattening themselves against bulkheads in order to provide the captain free passage. Rounding a turn, she nearly bowled over a hapless lieutenant who was trying to vacate the turbolift. The younger officer managed to dodge her and thereby avoided being body-slammed into the wall as Khatami plunged into the lift.
“Bridge!” she called out as she gripped one of the car’s quartet of control handles and the doors closed behind her. An instant later she felt the slight push from below as the lift began its ascent. Reaching for the comm panel positioned just inside the door, Khatami activated the unit. “Khatami to bridge. Report.”
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