We’d been so very quiet as… hiding in our bunkers, calibrating the equipment, running tests, calculating co-ordinates and escape routes… emerging, wrapped in space blankets, our core modules synced with red-shift calculations to guard against malfunction as we approach the event horizon. It was time to run the experiments again…

The Hobbyist, Dave King, Andrew Van Hassel, Rim, Tim Healy, Hasselhoff and HexBank all crammed onto a tiny launchpad and took a packed Lido off into outerspace. Like all improv jam missions, we meander on and off course, navigating our way by the stars and the odd baseline. all crew made it back safely… the alien life found along the way was friendly.

Originally published at smallcircles.

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