The decision hung in the air of the Core Chamber, heavy and final. They were going to do it. They were going to build a spaceship, fly into the scary nothingness between realities, and try to rescue a bunch of ancient, god-like beings who had been lost for thousands of years.
Zara Khan broke the silence. "Well," she said, tapping a finger on her chin, her mind already working through a thousand different problems. "The first step to any impossibly complex journey is a simple to-do list. Item number one: we need a ship."
Ryan chuckled. It sounded so simple when she put it like that. "Right. A ship. Any ideas where we can find a spaceship that can survive flying through a place where reality itself is broken?"
"As a matter of fact, yes," Emma said, a spark of excitement in her eyes. "When we were first exploring the Labyrinth, we found a deep storage hangar. A sort of… Precursor garage.
