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This the third short story in the Beam series by award winning author and inventor, Trevor F. Smith.The adventure picks up where Ship left off, as Elizabeth, Lester, and Hitchcock are escaping from Monk Industries in the space ship that theirMoreThis the third short story in the Beam series by award winning author and inventor, Trevor F. Smith.The adventure picks up where Ship left off, as Elizabeth, Lester, and Hitchcock are escaping from Monk Industries in the space ship that their smart sensor cloud, Clytemnestra, has just stolen:Clytemnestra was in fragments. Her programs were spread across her stolen space ship, the station she just stole it from, and the small bots that she used to steal it. As each program relayed its experiences to the other, an avalanche of memory effects like reminiscing overwhelmed her processors and slowed down her reaction times. This was bad because she was trying to maneuver a ship the size of the White House away from a station filled with angry people.Elizabeth, Lester, and Hitchcock were strapped into the airlocks fold-down seats, each trying not to vomit while Clytemnestra fired the positioning thrusters. Lester craned his skinny neck to look out of the cramped rooms one small, round, window. Shes trying to avoid the stations maintenance arm. It looks like she melted it with the thruster! I bet Mr. Monk is angry enough that his hair is out of place.Elizabeth laughed but looked nervously around the airlock, double-checking that their gear was secure.In unison, all of their mobiles and slates chimed with call requests from the station. Lets maintain radio silence, said Hitchcock. The others agreed and Lester looked relieved.Clytemnestras program dictated that she send queries through the ships systems, looking for more resources for computation and for access to the main drive system. When Elizabeth originally modified the programs source code to enable Clytemnestra to crack the station and ship, she included exploits for every type of device that might be on board. In minutes everything with a chip and a network connection was under Clytemnestras control. Using the simple goals of her programming, she constructed a plan for their escape. She rendered on Lesters slate display, Main thrusters online.Nine narrow lines of plasma streamed from the flat plane of the ships earthward side, lighting up faces that frowned through station windows. After ten minutes watching the ship accelerate up and out of Earth orbit, the faces disappeared.Download Sphere to continue the adventure!