Skydiver. Come in, Skydiver.’ Keith Ford gave a despairing glance at the monitor before he spoke once more. ‘Captain Waterman; please respond.’ A hiss of static answered him. He didn’t look up, didn’t want to see the faces watching and listening as he struggled to get some answer. Anything but that mocking whisper of white noise. Continue reading
‘Paul?’ the questioning voice was gruff with worry.
‘Yep, it’s me. Stay there, I’ll be up right away.’ Continue reading