Chapter 1


The whole station shook. A vibration rippled through the spacecraft. I quickly headed towards the Service Module where I was shocked to find a young woman in an elaborate Renaissance dress. She had a look of utter terror in her eyes. She tried to let go of a book she had in her hand, but gave out a shriek when it remained floating. The woman tried to grope for something to hold on and managed to grapple onto one of the railings towards the back of the module.

"Who are you?" I asked.

She did not seem to understand. Before I had time to ponder the incident, some of my crewmembers came up along beside me. Neither of them knew what was happening, either.

Just then, the woman began speaking to us.

"Where am I? Why... why am I floating? Am I dead?"

"It sounds like Italian!" cried Tony. He tapped on the babel fish universal translator in his ear with his finger. "The UT’s not broken," remarked the Italian man, "but that accent, though... peculiar. Northern Italy, perhaps?" He began to squint at her with one of his trademark perplexed expressions. "She looks very familiar."

With a little effort, Tony managed to gather her name. Gaea Violetta Raina de Rossi. Still, who was she?

"The pendant," pointed Meola, "look at her necklace... and... I recognize her face... the painting. She's Gaea Violetta de Rossi, one of the pupils of Galileo. She's one of the few women in her time who gained recognition in the Sciences. I studied her when I was doing research on Italian history."

"Galileo!" I cried. "Are you saying she is from the 17th century? What is going on here?"


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