Up above, the SSS fire teams had completed their sweep and found nothing. Well, nothing except for one of the teams. They found the Spirit of Amelia.
They wouldn’t necessarily have cared, but her ramp had been lowered, and it seemed to be running on idle. The rest of the fireteams began to gather towards her nose and made their way around the huge circular floor to regroup.
Their movements were calm, and their guards were lowered.
But they suddenly jumped to alarm when the terminals on every gravity pad winked off, along with the lights and sensors on the floor itself. A few ran over to the nearest corvettes to them, and confirmed that their gravity pads were no longer active.
“Sir, power’s out in the entire warehouse,” said one of his officers.
The captain’s eyes grew wide as he realized what had happened.