A story about a pace vehicle that suddenly makes an appearance to a vehicle already in orbit:
A weedy thin John Cullum sped along the ceiling pulling himself with whatever hand holds he could reach. When he finally was able to extricate himself from floating tubes and other untied articles, he grabbed Commander Nelson’s chair and burst out.
“You are going to have to see something which I think may be very important.”
Commander Nelson raised his hand in a gesture of “wait” and continued with his calculations on the spacecraft’s oxygen supply.
“Commander, protested Cullum, I know you are busy but this can’t wait.”
Nelson expelled a long audible breath, and in that way letting Cullum know that he was not pleased being disturbed,
Finally turning toward Cullu...