Terra Page #3
We almost died.
But now we're together...
...forever, in life.
Fascinating.
What are those big things
up in the sky, Mom?
Look!
Mala!
Stop it! I'm over here!
Cease fire!
Damn it! Stop!
Hold your fire! I'm over here!
Why? Why are they doing this?
I don't know.
It wasn't supposed to be this way.
Are you sure this is the place?
It was right here.
Traces under the recent snow layer
suggest our craft...
...has been relocated from its position.
Someone took it.
Mala, come on! Keep up!
Strange.
of gives me the creeps.
The strangeness is increasing.
What is all this?
Lieutenant Stanton, all signs indicate
the trail leads through there.
Those cloud sailers...
what are they doing?
Not celebrating life, that's for sure.
War.
more in common than we thought.
Hey, come on.
- Where are we going?
- Hitching a ride.
All right! There's my baby.
Looks like they're trying
to figure out how it works.
Cockpit's still locked, though,
so we got a chance to...
Jim...
Put down your weapon.
You're surrounded.
Oh, no.
- Stop! Back off, or I'll kill her!
- Jim!
- Jim!
- Play along.
No! What are you doing?
- Jim!
- Giddy, now!
- On my way.
- No! Let me go!
I said get back!
Come on, Mala.
They can't see you.
- You can stop fighting now.
- You said you'd kill me.
It was just an act, Mala.
I was just pretending.
I wouldn't hurt you.
Honestly.
Stop him!
- Hurry, Giddy! Hurry!
- Coming.
Open the hatch.
Thank you.
You can do it.
Come on. Hold it together.
Come on, baby. Come on.
- Not good?
- No. Very not good.
- What the...
- Uh-oh.
- Time to go?
- Come on. Just one spark.
All right! There we go!
Come on, Giddy.
We're going home.
Hold tight, okay?
Your people... they made this?
Yeah. Don't let her looks fool you.
She hasn't aged too well.
Central Control,
this is Lieutenant James Stanton.
Requesting permission to land.
Lieutenant Stanton.
Nice of you to finally find
your way back to us.
Just had myself
some shore leave, that's all.
You're cleared for landing in Deck A.
Alert! Alert!
We have depressurization on Deck C!
Seal the hatches!
Hull breach!
No. Not again.
Welcome to my world.
Activate cockpit shield.
Hold on, Mala.
You have to stay here, okay?
It's not safe.
Jim, I didn't come all this way to hide.
I have to find my father.
I understand.
I'll take you to him, I promise.
But you have to trust me.
I'll be right back.
Please try not to touch anything, Mala.
How did you survive your crash?
After my ship went down,
I woke up to find I'd been rescued and...
By whom?
A native.
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