A few heads turned to look at her. She ignored them, focussing on Nick. "Put this on," she said, handing him an identical suit.

"What the hell?"

"We don't have much time. Quickly!"

He looked at the hazmat suit, dropped it, and ran to the front of the bus.…

A glint of dark light. A pitch-black night sky, if you will, crisscrossed by dark galaxies, stars, constellations, darker even than black...

Nick awakens with a full-body shudder, and the monitor starts beeping furiously. A moment later, the pain hits h…

Nick goes flying, spinning and bleeding, through the train. He passes through walls and seats and hull.

He's flailing around, twisting and turning in blind panic. He can see the train and the station, but he's in void. Air rushes out of his lungs violentl…

Same city, different station.

Enter Nick Llewellyn, coming into stage right at about thirty klicks an hour. He's looking at his hands, and turning over in them a sheet of pink paper.

He's been fired. Specifically, he's just been laid off from his job, wor…

There was a sound like a small thunderclap in Simon Melnikov's apartment, as several cubic metres' worth of space were replaced by vacuum.

Agent Irving was, for all intents and purposes, in a featureless black void without air or gravity. He spent a few s…

In another city, on the other side of the world and two weeks after Larry's unfortunate disappearance, CIA Special Agent Peter Irving put on his dropsuit. The dropsuit bore a striking resemblance to matte-black scuba gear, which was no accident - in fact,…