George's Cosmic Treasure Hunt [antikvár]

Prologue C minus seven minutes and thirty seconds,' said a robotic voice. 'Orhiter access arm retracted.' George gulped and shifted his bottom in the Commander's seat on the space shuttle. This, finally, was it. There was no getting off the spaceship now. In just a few short minutes - minutes that were ticking by far faster than the endless ones of the last class at school - he'd be leaving planet Earth behind and flying into the cosmos. Now that the Orbiter access arm, which formed the bridge between his spacecraft and the outside world, had been taken away, George knew he'd missed his final chance to leave. This was one of the last stages before lift-off. It meant the connecting hatches were closing. And they weren't just closing - they were being sealed. Now, even if he hammered on the hatches and begged to be let out, there would it;-