The saga continues…
Somewhere near the Mora Nebula, a major malfunction occurred…
Flash Meridian investigated the situation
His mission and his life were in jeopardy!
Using his ship’s momentum, Flash powered down all of his equipment and had no choice but to rely on his limited battery power to get him to safety. The poisonous gasses of the Mora Nebula were choking him and clouding his thinking.
As Flash guided his crippled ship away from the toxic Mora Nebula, the cold darkness of space enveloped him. The slightest movement created friction and the hint of warmth. The stars, while flung randomly against the black curtain of infinity, took on a pattern, and Flash came to believe that not one could be moved without destroying the effect of the whole. In this manner, his mind wandered while he piloted the TNI2 toward the mother ship for repair.
This little "comic strip", like the rest of the adventures of Flash Meridian, is autobiographical. The car that I use as the TNI2 did break down near Mora, and I did hobble back home with no alternator, conserving battery power by not using heat, GPS, lights or other electrical features. I had a new, spare battery on board, which I did not have to use, even though the return trip was 200 miles, and I made a couple of stops. I limited braking and turn signals to the bare minimum, and I made it home without using the back-up battery.