March 12th 2027.
I looked around as Ross came back up from below deck.
"Let's not do that again." He said making his way towards me.
"Agreed, but we might have to use it again after we get Sierra."
"Then we need to make a game plan now." Ethan said.
"He's right." Trace was sitting on the helm of the ship, "we need a plan. Not only that but a back up plan as well, and a back up plan for that. If we get caught then were screwed."
"Then what do we need to do?" Sterling asked.
"Simple this is a rescue mission only. We go in, get Sierra and get the hell out of here." Everyone looked at Ethan surprised by what he said.
"We have Lucifer by surprise, shouldn't we use that?" Ross asked.
"No." Ethan said, "We've wasted enough time. We need to go home. Let's grab and go."
"I have to agree with Mr. Hunt." Trace commented, we looked at him and saw he was staring at the virtual sky above us.
"Trace, what the hell are you-"
"Look up." Trace pointed up at the sky and we all looked up with him. Part of me forgot that the sky above me was fake, just a bunch of one's and zero's. But now that sky was falling apart on us. Holes started ripping in the sky over us.
"Lucas, its happening." Ross told me.
Trace started laughing as if it was some sick joke. He started clapping and shaking his head. "Oh my," he chuckled.
"My friends, we're running out of time."
