G1 Time - 8:12 A.M.

Eva awakened to the slight nudge of Hank's boot. As she blinked her blurry, sleepy eyes away, she asked, "How long have I been out?"

Hank answered, "For quite a while. But we wanted to wake you so that you could witness our ride to Ground 1."

Eva grasped Hank's shoulder as she rose to get a better view of their propulsion system. The black oxygen cylinder now looked like a crushed can, the compressed air creating a bulge at the bottom. "Good work guys!"

A few on the team wiped away beads of sweat from their brow and gave a slight nod or a no-big-deal sort-of-wave.

"So, when should we open this puppy up?" Hank asked from behind her.

Eva quickly pulled out her Holo and typed a text message to Lumina. We're going to start heading towards Ground 1. We'll meet you there, Eva texted.

A quick reply shot back. No. The plan's off.

Eva stared at it in surprise.

"What's wrong Eva?" Hank asked, catching the look on Eva's face.

"The plan's off," Eva mumbled.

Hank gave Eva a confused look. "That doesn't sound right."

Eva nodded. "I know. So, what should we do?"