The disc of the moon filled the viewing screen as the ship approached the lunar base.

Maria ran her eyes over the control panel. All was within normal paramenters.

She sat back in the pilot's seat and sighed.

Over a week since anyone had heard from the Moon Base.

"No doubt, they've had yet another break down," Commander Samster had said. "Take your ship and find out."

Maybe so... Maria had a feeling that there was more to the lack of comms than just a technical fault. She fingered the pulse weapon at her waist and was reassured by her axe hanging on the bulkhead.

Her fingers hovered over the communication device.