run III

run III

They rounded the last turn, and stood before the door to the launch bay.  Judas, the bag of chips, cursed Star Trek under his breath for giving him the misconception about doors on a space ship.  No doors opened when you came to them.  Instead, Judas and Liz had to force large bolts to open the doors. 

They made it into the launch bay as they heard boots tromping their way towards the bay.  They closed the door and struggled to close it before the guards could catch up to them.  It took little time to get into their little ship. 

“But one last thing before I go,” Judas, the bag of chips said as he set the device he had taken to detonate only moments after they left the ship.

The bay doors opened as the little car ship lifted off.

“Punching it,” Liz said as she gunned it.  She barely made it through the bay doors, she was in such a hurry.

Space was odd in the way that it never seemed like you were moving unless you were passing something.  With the ship behind them, Liz had no idea how much space had been put between them and the ship before it would blow up. 

They had cruised for a while before they decided to look behind to see what had happened to the ship.

“Wow,” Judas, the bag of chips, exclaimed as he watched the ship implode into itself.