ZAC
As I jump from one ship to the other I get this feeling in my stomach that this ship that is approaching is not friendly. I do not know how I know it but let's call it the sixth sense. Something is just not feeling right about the ship. If it was one of ours they would have called us on the radio.
I speak to everyone as quickly as I can and everyone jumps into action. We need to open fire if necessary but we know that we are completely outgunned. Should they decide to shoot us we will die. We have to play this right otherwise things will get ugly.
I have this inner need inside me to just run back to the boat where Amy is waiting. The moment when I thought that this ship might be the enemy that is all that I wanted to do. I want to make sure that she is okay.
