Literature
Thunderbirds Blast Off! #09
Collision Course It was a quiet and sunny afternoon on the secluded island home of Tracy Island, the secret headquarters of International Rescue. Jeff Tracy was enjoying a rare moment of relaxation in the lounge, when he was shaken awake by an emergency call. The eyes on John’s portrait flashed an urgent white, promptly replacing the painting with a concealed video monitor. Jeff focused his weary eyes on the panicked stricken face of his son, John. His brow was drenched in perspiration as something, not visible from the screen, left him trembling in fear. John: Base, from Thunderbird 5! Base from Thunderbird 5! This is an emergency! Dad are you there!? Jeff: Loud and clear, John. What’s going on up there? John: It’s fantastic! I’ve-I’ve never seen anything like it in all my… Suddenly, without warning, the screen went blank, replacing John’s face with a canvas of static white noise. Jeff frantically tried to hail his son, but he was met with silence. Utter and complete. His