He vanished with a harsh crack, leaving the space between Lucky and the doorway suddenly empty. She thought for a moment about retrieving her possessions from storage, or maybe Dust’s. But there was no point. The data device was still safety stashed in a pouch on her space suit. I’m sorry I couldn’t save you, Karl. I’m sorry I got you killed. Lucky tensed, then flung herself through the opening, taking Lightning Dust with her.