Chapter 1

NOW...

Caustic smoke filled the cabin. Alarms blaring, engines... roaring? No... failing. The crimson flash of emergency lights occasionally pierced the smoky dimness. Orin Jayce, coughing and squinting in the smoke, tried to see if the others bound along with him in the Imperial prison transport were at least alive. The others, two beings (a masked humanoid and a slightly larger quadrupedal humanoid), seemed to stir, if there were others it was hard to tell. The sound of the wind and the engines began to increase in pitch. Oh good. We're in a dive.

Jayce piped up, choking out a sarcastic laugh. "At least the inertial dampers seem to be wor..." Then blackness.