A Destination

It was quite a challenge to slide between the One-Eight-Ones and the occasional Seventeen or Eleven that zoomed into my scan field. In one instance, I miss read the situation and smacked an Eight between it's Ones and transferred quite a bit of energy. It was a mistake that I needed to avoid. Steering and scan time were two tasks that had to be balanced.

After pushing away from a few more soup molecules, I began to sense the sea of Ones that formed a meshwork. The shape was different, extending mainly in two opposite directions, but it was large enough that I was not going to be able to avoid it. Discovering that an attractive pattern of Electrons were fiddling with the Ones on my Seven was more of a clue than my short navigation scans revealed, and it looked like my Shorty was in for another mode switch.

Heading for the attraction pattern reduced the need for helm control, and popped up onto a One for a better view. Orbiting the One in synchronization with the attraction pattern kept the Shorty on course, and I began to fill in more of the picture. The attraction zone beckoned the pair of of Ones on my Seven. As contact was made, the zone began to close, embracing the first Six as well as the second.