"Is there something we can do with these computers?" you ask Angus. "The U-TY seem to have lost control.
"But even as you speak, the computers flash and pulsate. Within their electronic brains incon-sistent programs must be battling for supremacy. One computer rumbles a moment, then seems to shut down, except for a single flashing red light. "What's happening?" you ask.
"I don't know," Angus replies. "I don't know what...
"But his words are lost in the roar of escaping air, as the whole ship splits open, hurling you, Angus, all the other captives, and the U-TY masters themselves out into the cold black emptiness of space.
/ENDING NÂș27/