Chapter Fifty Three: A Faulty Landing
Two Space Troopers were cruising on high speed in Highway 54 when the engine of their spacecraft suddenly broke, sending their vehicle spiraling in a downward motion and into the depths of space, immediately below the established transportation links. As the driver carefully maneuvers the vessel into safety, they have made a faulty landing on the grounds of a dwarf planet just below the Highway.
"Where is this place?" the Trooper sitting in the passenger seat asked.
"I have no clue," said the driver.
Both of them was astonished to see a beautiful planet such as this one. In their ten years of service in the Space Police and Home Affairs, they have no idea that this dwarf planet actually exists.
"Where is this place?" the Trooper sitting in the passenger seat asked.
"I have no clue," said the driver.
Both of them was astonished to see a beautiful planet such as this one. In their ten years of service in the Space Police and Home Affairs, they have no idea that this dwarf planet actually exists.
"Can you use your investigative tracker to see if there is an official record of the existence of this planet?"
The other Trooper brought out the police gadget to make an inquiry in the hand held database as requested.
"It returned with no results," he said.
"Fascinating. I guess we have made a discovery. Call the nearest Police Post and tell them that we are here, our vehicle broke down, and we need to be transported back to safety. Activate our tracking device so they would know where to go, while I go on to search this place."
"Yes, sir," the said Trooper went on his way to carry out the orders.
The dwarf planet had an interesting terrain and a mild to moderate atmosphere where an adequate vegetation can thrive to its fullest. He had seen flowering plants from a distance that emits a very calming scent. There are enormous turf of green grass that envelopes the soil, which explains the green color of the planet as viewed from outer space.
"There is no signal, sir," the subordinate Trooper reported back to his superior.
"What do you mean there is no signal? That is not possible. We are just beneath the major highway. There is adequate source of a Toll."
"That's what I've thought, too, but I already tried numerous times, sir. This planet is a dead spot."
The more senior Trooper tried contacting the nearest Space Police himself, but there was no signal, indeed. This planet simply do not exist in the established Stellar Systems.
"I guess we are stuck here for now," he quickly declared. "But what exactly is this place?"
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