‘We did it,’ she said, ‘we actually fucking did it.’ She was breathless. She stood at the screen staring.
A voice buzzed over the intercom. She forgot she was alone there sometimes, she lived in her head so often now. ‘Did what?’
‘I neutralized my signature. I got the sphere to close, fully. Finally. It neutralized my readout here on this planet. It’s still pic-’
‘It’s still picking up other signatures but neutralized yours?’ he inserted his voice in the crackling static over hers.
‘Yes, Sir,’ she replied.
A moment of crackling nothingness ensued.
‘Keep Going,’ he finally barked at her. ‘Don’t Stop.’