Once the novelty of the initial kick to the chest of acceleration wore off and the hours piled on, the fun disintegrated quickly. They both sat and reviewed their consoles for a hint of something to do to keep their minds off the never ending journey, and their bodies awake.
The feeling of the cold steel on Jak’s temple brought his senses to the peak of attention. He could just barely see Baxter beside him with his hands in the air and the silver barrel of a second gun pressed against the back of his head.