HOUSTON,” Lewis’s voice rang through Mission Control. “Be advised we are going to deliberately breach the VAL to produce thrust.” “What?” Mitch said. “What!?” “Oh … my god,” Venkat said in the observation room. “Fuck me raw,” Annie said, getting up. “I better get to the press room. Any parting knowledge before I go?” “They’re going to breach the ship,” Venkat said, still dumbfounded. “They’re going to deliberately breach the ship. Oh my god …”
