Lightning flared, i blile-white bell of electric discharge from wall to wall. After it came the thunder, booming and
ceboing within the hull like a eat gong. The floor heaved underfoot. The light went out and there was lurid darkness torn by crackling ircs. The ship rang.
Tbroualh the tumult, Trevclyan heard the atnplifled voice as a distant cry: “Micah! Trevelyait Micah, can you hear
me? This is Joachim. Come up to the bridge and give me
some help!”
Lighf,ming speared across the dark and the voice blanked out. A siren was hootino, emergency stations, crazily, unnecessarily. A body crashed into Trevelyan and brought him
again to the floor.
“Vortexl” he shouted. “We’ve Mt a trepidation vortexl”