Chapter 3
"KRYTEN! TRY STEERING NEXT TIME YOU SON OF A SMEGGER!" Lister screamed. Kryten leapt for the controls, trying to avoid a major collision. Kochanski threw herself under the nearest desk, and cowered there. "I knew you shouldn't let Kryten steer this contraption, I knew it!" Krissie squeaked, as the craft tipped from side to side, throwing all manner of junk around the room. A coffee mug flew past her, and smashed into thousand of pieces, with a large bit flying into her arm. She swore loudly, and ripped a bit of t-shirt to stop blood from flying around, tried standing up again with limited success, and flopped to the floor again, crashing into The Cat who had just come through the door. "Pause" He said calmly, and the commotion around him froze. "Oi! Computer, am I still looking good?" he asked. Holly replied in a monotone "Yes Cat" and unfroze the scene around the Cat. The roar of the ship started up again, then sudden silence, then a groan from his crewmates. Lister gave him a murderous look
"Caaaat, we told you not to pause the game, or it will crash. We were doing really well! I would have got into the high score list if you hadn't interrupted. Thanks a lot." Lister groaned, as he tried to get his head back into shape again. He'd wacked his head on something and it killed his head. The Cat gave him a catty look back, and handed Lister a videotape.
"I found this on the dream recorder. It's a dream that goal-post head had the other night. It's very strange. He may not be all we see." He said quietly. Lister put the tape in the slot on the far wall, and told Holly to play it. And before their eyes, they saw Rimmer's dream about the courtroom.
When it had finished, Krissie broke the stunned silence by clearing her throat and said "Well, this is a turn up isn't it? Rimmer dreaming of a courtroom case of his alter ego? Why would he do that?" "And who was that girl?" Lister said eagerly "'Cos she was niiiice" Krissie shot him a look, and he shut up. The Cat took the tape, and placed it on the table. "When did Mister Rimmer dream this dream?" Kryten said, while repairing himself from the violence of the game. Holly was about to reply when the accused walked in.
"KRYTEN! TRY STEERING NEXT TIME YOU SON OF A SMEGGER!" Lister screamed. Kryten leapt for the controls, trying to avoid a major collision. Kochanski threw herself under the nearest desk, and cowered there. "I knew you shouldn't let Kryten steer this contraption, I knew it!" Krissie squeaked, as the craft tipped from side to side, throwing all manner of junk around the room. A coffee mug flew past her, and smashed into thousand of pieces, with a large bit flying into her arm. She swore loudly, and ripped a bit of t-shirt to stop blood from flying around, tried standing up again with limited success, and flopped to the floor again, crashing into The Cat who had just come through the door. "Pause" He said calmly, and the commotion around him froze. "Oi! Computer, am I still looking good?" he asked. Holly replied in a monotone "Yes Cat" and unfroze the scene around the Cat. The roar of the ship started up again, then sudden silence, then a groan from his crewmates. Lister gave him a murderous look
"Caaaat, we told you not to pause the game, or it will crash. We were doing really well! I would have got into the high score list if you hadn't interrupted. Thanks a lot." Lister groaned, as he tried to get his head back into shape again. He'd wacked his head on something and it killed his head. The Cat gave him a catty look back, and handed Lister a videotape.
"I found this on the dream recorder. It's a dream that goal-post head had the other night. It's very strange. He may not be all we see." He said quietly. Lister put the tape in the slot on the far wall, and told Holly to play it. And before their eyes, they saw Rimmer's dream about the courtroom.
When it had finished, Krissie broke the stunned silence by clearing her throat and said "Well, this is a turn up isn't it? Rimmer dreaming of a courtroom case of his alter ego? Why would he do that?" "And who was that girl?" Lister said eagerly "'Cos she was niiiice" Krissie shot him a look, and he shut up. The Cat took the tape, and placed it on the table. "When did Mister Rimmer dream this dream?" Kryten said, while repairing himself from the violence of the game. Holly was about to reply when the accused walked in.