***Analysis indicates time to transit through the structure is forty five percent less than trying to breach the seals, with less chance of detection until we’re through, Johnny***
“Okay, you’re the Doc…you’re the expert on all this. Better check on our Christmas present, too. Once we’re inside, we’ll have to locate Config Zero’s main processor and figure out a way to get INDRA inserted. Then notify the geoplanes to begin their part of the assault.”
Reconfigging was done and the transit began. To Johnny Winger, it was like trying to squeeze through a narrow door…that went on seemingly forever. All around, the only thing visible was an endless plain of a crystalline lattice, row after unending row of atoms and molecules in rigid sheets, marching off in every direction. After what seemed like days, Doc announced the end was detectable.
***Aspect change ahead, Johnny…solid-phase coming to an end…zzhhzzhh…detecting format fault…shshzhzh***
“Doc, what’s happening…you’re cutting out…can you give me a final bearing to target?”