PART 3
Sitting in the pilot seat, (of a new scientifically improved Valkyrie flyer) and Charlie next to me, I felt a rush of exhilaration. I always had loved flying. I slowly pulled the lever for the doors of the flight pod to open. I started the computer, organized our flight path and put it on autopilot. We were to meet up with the ship 'Bascal' (the emergency rescue team) at zero twelve hundred hours.
I started the engine. Loving how the moors roared.... 'Fasten your helmets and seatbelts!' the computer warned as the flyer edged through the open pod doors and into the black, never-endin…