Flaming wood rained from the ceiling, and water sprayed onto Aura as she ran to the docking bay. Silver ran close by as students pushed through the fleeing crounds. Banging on the door, it gave way into the Principal's Office, which Silver had ransacked earlier. She looked through drawer after drawer, until finally:
“Found it!” Aura called, holding a file and key. Debris fell as she jumped to her feet and ran, Silver ahead. Docking bay in sight, James led them onto The Ambassador, and they went to positions.
“Cannons ready!” yelled Ben.
“Visuals a-go!” Aura called.
“Boosters on!” Sara called over the engine.
“Okay, let’s go.” James said, pulling up and leaving home.
Behind them was the burning station, one that had stood in space for over fifty years, it’s ashes already spread.