[Space Station At The Edge Of The Black Hole 02] • Digital Ghosts · Book 2 of the Space Station at the Edge of the Black Hole Series

You will believe! It all starts out as fun and games when digital ghosts appear and start messing with the residents of Celestica. But it's the Space Station at the Edge of the Black Hole, so it doesn't stay funny for long. Get ready for snarky sci-fi with mystery, mayhem, and monsters. 

Excerpt from Chapter 1:

Lyra burst through the door into the hospital waiting area out of breath into a room empty of patients and with no ambulance personnel that she could see.  She stopped and frowned.

"Where the fire, Lyra?" Gorb asked as he set his morning coffee down on his desk.

"What do you mean, where's the fire? It's supposed to be here. I got an immediate emergency text. See?" She held up the phone for him to see.

He stared at it for a moment. "You're right," he said, "it looks legit. That is, if you went back in time five hours."

"What?" Lyra asked and turned the phone around so that she could read it again. The time stamp on the text was, indeed, from five hours ago. She frowned. "But it just now came through. I heard the notification. I was in a very long line for coffee. And now I'm here. Without coffee. I can't deal with this place without coffee, Gorb."

She thought about the situation for a moment.  "So, what did I miss five hours ago, anyway?"

"Let me check the log," Gorb said. He typed in a few keystrokes. "Nothing."

"What do you mean nothing?"

"It's been a very boring shift. Let me just tell you. There was only this one guy and his issue was  a very disgusting foot fungus. I paged Arthur for that one."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," he said, staring at his coffee and drifting slightly back and forth.

"Trust me, though, I'm at the end of a twelve-hour shift and foot fungus was the most interesting thing that happened."

"No ambulances?" Lyra asked.

"Nope."

"No crazy mutant rats or weird zombies?"

"Double nope. I'd remember."

"What you're telling me is that there's literally nothing emergency related happening here at this moment and in this room?"

"What you see is what you get, sister. Nothing here but me searching inappropriate content on my work computer and your text-from-the-past. What else can I do for you?"

Lyra stepped forward to look at Gorb's coffee. "Cream and sugar?"

"You know it," Gorb answered, "every day."

Lyra took the cup and winked at him. "Thanks, Gorb."

"Hey! That's my coffee." He objected.

"But you don't drink coffee, Gorb. You're a jellyfish. Tell you what, I owe you one, ok?"

"Ok," he said, "but you better not forget this time."

Lyra headed to her office to check her messages and see what in the name of green glowing stars was wrong with the communication system.