They ran after the Ninety-One robot, as it accelerated, taking the railroad track passages in bouncing leaps, correcting its’ treads for directional control upon each landing. They made no effort to control the noise of their flight, or the fact that they were all illuminated by the only light visible under the huge overhead dome. When the main hub node had been taken out by Jameson’s point-blank round impacting to great effect into its interior, the immediate effect had been the loss of all lighting.

“Where are we running to?” Star yelled at the back of the fast-moving machine, but there was no response that she could hear.