Max ran for five minutes before realizing he still needed to run about another ten to make it to the exit door, but already he was getting tired. The cat physiology he now had did no wonders to his endurance even if he could go faster. The map showing the entire ship made things seem smaller than they were, it was only after running a calculation that he realized that from the ship he needed to run a one and a quarter miles through this hangar full of opposition and equipment. If Max hadn’t had this goal in mind, he’d probably have spent this time examining each individual component and figuring out how it worked. Another leap, and after much effort, Max finally got to where he could see the door. These thoughts having distracted him from his body
A pistol went off. Its noise nearly stopped Max in his tracks hearing all the harmonics.
“Stop right there,” A gruff female voice commanded.
Max turned to face the source to find it