The light came on again, a feeble glow, and there was the soft, muffled sound of questioning voices in the other compartments. She dressed, her fingers shaking and clumsy, wishing that Dale would come to reassure her; to tell her that nothing really serious had happened, that it had not been the Gerns.

It was very still in the little compartment⁠—strangely so. She had finished dressing when she realized the reason: the air circulation system had stopped working.

That meant the power failure was so great that the air regenerators, themselves, were dead. And there were eight thousand people on the Constellation who would have to have air to live.⁠ ⁠…

The “attention” buzzer sounded shrilly from the public address system speakers that were scattered down the ship’s corridors. A voice she recognized as that of Lieutenant Commander Lake spoke:

“War was declared upon Earth by the Gern Empire ten days ago. Two Gern cruisers have attacked us and their blasters have destroyed the stern and bow of the ship. We are without a drive and without power but for a few emergency batteries. I am the Constellation ’s only surviving officer and the Gern commander is boarding us to give me the surrender terms.

“None of you will leave your compartments until ordered to do so. Wherever you may be, remain there. This is necessary to avoid confusion and to have as many as possible in known locations for future instructions. I repeat: you will not leave your compartments.”

The speaker cut off. She stood without moving and heard again the words: I am the Constellation ’s only surviving officer.⁠ ⁠…

The Gerns had killed her father.