After only five minutes on the tour, Trak made his decision to fire missiles down a Stuck Station corridor. ...

Before Trak's decision to turn the hallway into a firing range, his first moments aboard Stuck Station were very similar to Daniel’s. ...

It could still be a trap, his subroutines warned, interrupting Trak’s thoughts. ...

Trak then detonated the spike mines he had thrown to the floor. ...

For Trak, firing weapons was like deleting a long-hidden virus or scratching an hard-to-reach itch. ...

True, he hadn’t tested out his low-yield nukes, his eaters, his disruption cannon or any of the 3,124 other weapons at his disposal. ...

The wall was unharmed. His missile barrage hadn’t even left scorch marks. ...

Missiles away, Trak felt ecstatic. ...