Chapitre 176: Chapter 176: Nighttime Raid/Shots Fired

Alex dreamt of a fast-moving pod that twisted and turned through the udder blackness of the speedway tubes deep below the ocean. It zipped at blinding speeds. She braced herself as the pod grew ever stronger around her. Her stomach churned and roiled bringing her to life in the real world with real nausea. She wiggled herself free of Lexi and Jimmy, pulled herself to the edge of the bouncing cart, and somersaulted out. She ran to the edge of the road and wretched, then heaved, then wretched some more. Someone came up behind her and patted her on the back.

"Are you okay?" A deep voice asked. It had that familiar ring of Jack's voice in it, but not quite the same tone.

"I will be," she answered in a hoarse whisper.

Jimmy pulled a canteen over his shoulder from the strap then opened it and handed it to her.

She accepted and drank in little sips. "Pods used to make me sick when I was little."

"It's not like they're going very fast, but they are pretty bumpy."