"Ryan!"
"Yes?"
"Can you help Fraya and Guntur down there?" said Captain Dharma. "There seems to be a problem with both engines."
"Okay, Cap," Ryan unhook his seat belt. In the room, he was accompanied by Tyana. When the girl intended to follow in his footsteps, Ryan held Tyana's shoulder. "Just stay here, please."
"All right," said Tyana with a sweet smile.
"Pical, what about the fuel?" asked the captain.
"Not good, Cap," said Pical. "We lost a lot of fuel."
"Yeah, I think so," said the captain half-inaudibly.
Captain Dharma unbuckled his seatbelt, then stood up, and checked the situation outside through the cockpit's protective glass. There was only darkness out there with a few ornate stars in the corner of sight.
"How much?" asked the captain again.
"In hypersonic speed," Pical replied. "Only for three months."
"Aios!"
"Yes, Captain?"
"Can you tell us where we are now?"
