Hello to those stopping by my little corner of the Universe...
I thought for this hop, I'd do a little bit of a sneak peek into Book 2 - Saving His Love of the Spi-Corp Series.
This book has been delayed for several weeks and when you read the scene below, I think you'll be able to figure out why. It seems we've had some technical issues, some health issues and maybe my Muse decided it was time for a vacation, I don't know. I'm hoping he gets back soon though, I'd really like to get this into the hands of my readers, don't cha know!
Anywho, I'm not going to set this up, but I do hope you enjoy it.
Two days later and the first real sign that anything was wrong on the station came in the form of MACC’s inability to operate the lifts. He was one of the first stranded between decks four and five and he looked up at the ceiling the moment it jerked to an unexpected halt. He was on his way to medical, intent on resuming his vigil at Janel’s side. “MACC? What’s wrong?”
The computer’s throat cleared. “Nothing. Why?”
Jake couldn’t quite wrap his mind around the fact that he was talking to a machine but did his best. “I’m stuck. The lift just stopped.”
“Oh, I apologize.”
The small cube started up again without further comment but it was strange enough to detour from medical and seek out EJ. He found the Princess on the bridge and firmly in the middle of a very real crisis.
“Are you serious?” she bellowed at no one in particular. She strode to a console red hair flying behind her and punched angrily at the keys. “What in the all fires of Mutar Prime is happening to my station?!”
“We have fires on decks 12, 15, 22 and 25. Crew trapped in lifts everywhere, and deck eight just had a blow out,” someone replied.
“Are you serious!”
He stood in the back of the room and eyed Cresta as the Prince appeared in a puff of sulfur smoke much as EJ had a couple of days ago. It surprised him and he wanted to know how they could travel like that, but kept his questions for later.
“What is wrong?” Cresta inquired.
“I think the station may have gone insane,” Jake said, providing the best guess he had.
“Yes, starra,” EJ shouted over her shoulder. “It’s spreading through MACC’s systems like wildfire!”
“How is that possible? It’s a machine, isn’t it?”
EJ snorted. “Multi-Accentuated Conscious Components,” she explained on a snarl. “MACC.”
He cut a look up at the Prince, who shrugged and pointed at his sister. “She likes to meddle.”
“So, he’s sentient?”
Cresta laughed. “More or less. His components are biologically enhanced.” He waved a hand to encompass the bridge. “I do not understand it myself, but the station is more or less metal wrapped around an organic brain.”
EJ’s hands flew over one of the consoles. “And right now that brain is going psycho on us! Where is this counter-agent?”
Cresta’s lips hardened into a line. “How should I know?”
“Well, find out dammit! Before this place implodes and kills us all…”
So, as you can see, it's not my fault. I blame starra and MACC and EJ's propensity to meddle!
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it, *nods*!
But, with that said, in all seriousness, I'm hoping to get this out by the weekend. I do hope you enjoyed your stop here and will continue along the hop to all the other wonderful Authors and Bloggers that are participating.
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