Trainee Pilot Kareel Rossiter uncrossed her fingers, opened her eyes and let out a sigh of relief. Made it! The hyperspace jump had been perfect: a textbook transition between one location in real space and another, courtesy of a combination of higher mathematics and enough raw power to tear a hole through reality itself. Like an ancient icebreaker, pushing its way through polar ice, the Space Freighter Tintin had thrust itself out of its home system, passed through the inter-dimensional maelstrom of hyperspace and then had punched its way back into real space in Quadrant Delta Three Black.