Write a Book in a Day 2017

The source of the problem seemed to be the electromagnetic actuators used during space flight on the iron rods used in the cooling system. At the top of the page was a detailed drawing of a tube of some type, showing its iron-rod center and a chamber that held a liquid substance.

“Who drew this?” Will asked.

“Not me,” Lyra said.

“What is it?”

“I don’t know it was from a crew member , somehow I think it’s supposed to help, but I don’t know.”

“What does this all mean, Lyra?” Will didn’t have the faintest idea; neither, apparently, did she.

The key was the ventilation system, according to the message. If it wasn’t at the proper temperature during the start of the engine, the result could be a toxic release that would fill the lungs of the crew and quickly render them unconscious. No doubt that that was the potential downfall of its last crew. That's when it struck Will, a lightbulb moment. His training at the space academy, astroengineering lessons. It was the supercooled reactor engines that powered the magnets required to start the motor which would need a bubbly cooling fluid with a low freezing point.

“Soda!” Will exclaimed.

“What about it?” Lyra asked, confused.

“That’ll kick start the engines!”

Lyra thought for a minute, and stared at Will. She nodded curtly. “You’re right. But we’ll have to be quick.” Will and Lyra got to work on the ship. Lyra brought down antique bottles of soda and Will used his newfound knowledge to use that to power the engine. After successfully fixing Lyra’s ship, Will sat at the driver’s seat. The flight controls before him were covered in dust, but he recognised everything. He knew what to do. This was the last bit of practise before his exam. He looked to Emerald, who had snuck on board and was lying on a fuzzy pillow on the floor of the ship. He started the engine and the ship roared. The ceiling of the

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