Penelope stood on the edge of the large loading dock. The shimmer of the environmental integrity field was inches from the tip of her nose. The field would vaporize her skin if she touched it but she didn’t care as she drew closer to the field. She peered out into the empty space outside the loading dock. The shimmering of the field increased the twinkling effect of the stars.
“You’re not thinking of jumping are you?” asked a voice behind Penelope.
“Nope. I think it’s neat. That’s all,” Penelope said. “You ready to go?”
She turned away from vast entrance of the transport.
“Yes. Hopefully I won’t have to ride in the carrier this trip,” the voice said.
Penelope looked down and at her feet sat a small red dog. Its fur was long and flat along the length of its slim body. Penelope reached down and rubbed the top of the dog’s head between its large ears.
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