Bumps in the road
If he jumped now, he’d be seriously hurt—or worse. Escape wasn’t an option, not at this speed. He pulled his head back inside, shutting the flap behind him. “I’ll wait until it stops,” he told himself, though his voice wavered with uncertainty. The rocket shuddered with every bump in the road, tossing Lars against the wall multiple times.
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