“Captain’s log…we are passing through the waterfalls of Zarqlok.” Meena placed a finger on an empty space on the dashboard console, pretending to press a button. A cascade of soapy water passed over the front hood of our car.
“Of what-lock?” I asked.
She glanced over at me, then faced forward again. “D.A.D. unit appears to be malfunctioning.”
Pike tilted his head up slightly, so he could see more clearly through his helmet. He raised his arm and glanced at the detector in his gloved hand. With his other hand, he pointed straight ahead.
“That way,” he said.
Captain Tai drifted past him, holding her own arm up, so that the light beam panel on the forearm of her suit could illuminate their way.
The dark side of the moon was not just regular dark. It was pitch dark. If not for the trackers, and the back-up trackers, and the emergency back-up trackers, in their suits and their equipment, Pike would have at least hesitated wandering any farther into the unmapped region from which the anomalous signal seemed to be originating. More likely, he would have talked his captain out of venturing ahead altogether. Even more likely, she wouldn’t have needed to be convinced.