"Chief, we're ready for the final engine test," a young man said excitedly as he poked his head into the office where Ren Doyle sat studying some blueprints.

"Sounds good, Jimmy. I'll be right there," Ren replied without looking up.

Jimmy ran off as Ren took a sip from his coffee mug and stood up to stretch. Ren looked over at the clock on the wall and realized that he had been studying the blueprints for nearly an hour straight. He walked out of his office, making his way to the testing room. Suddenly, an alarm began to sound overhead. Ren immediately broke into a sprint. Shouts could be heard coming from the direction of the testing room.

"Close the containment doors! It's overheating!" came a shout.

"No, we can't. They're still in there!" came a reply.

Ren turned a corner and saw two members of his engineering team arguing at the entrance to the testing room.

"Stuart...Phil, what the hell is going on?!" Ren shouted as he closed the remaining distance.

"The engine is about to explode. We need to close the containment doors, but Jimmy and Darrell are still inside," Stuart answered.

Ren took a quick glance at the gauges on the nearby controls.

"Damn! Give me two minutes. If I'm not out, close the doors!" Ren shouted as he ran inside the testing room.

The heat inside the large testing room was almost unbearable. Ren quickly made his way through the narrow corridor that led to the back engine access. As Ren turned the final corner, he found Jimmy lying unconscious on the floor. Without stopping to think, Ren put Jimmy over his shoulder and quickly made his way back to the exit.

"Stu, shut the doors, and let's get the hell out of here!" Ren shouted as he ran out of the room.

Stuart pushed a button on the controls and two large steel doors closed, sealing the testing room. The three men began to run, Ren still carrying Jimmy on his shoulder. A few moments later, they were all flung to the ground as the engine exploded, destroying the testing room and sending shrapnel everywhere.

"So much for containment doors...that damn thing was powerful..." Stuart muttered after taking a moment to get his bearings.

"It's the myrrh...so volatile in that state...I guess," Ren added as he pulled a piece of sharp metal out of his leg.

"No...Darrell...he...sabotaged..." came a soft voice.

The voice was Jimmy's. He had regained consciousness. Ren helped Jimmy slowly sit up a bit.

"Darrell sabotaged the engine, Jimmy?" Ren asked.

"Yes...I don't know...why..." Jimmy responded deliriously.

"Phil, go get the stretcher. We need to get Jimmy to medical," Ren ordered.

"Yes, Sir," Phil replied as he rose and ran off.

"Stu, what happened before I arrived?" Ren asked sternly.

"Darrell was inside making the last adjustments. Jimmy came running up and said that you were on your way. Then he went in to get Darrell. A few seconds later, the alarm went off," Stuart answered.

"Damn! This is the third attempt to stop our work. First, they try to kill me, but Jimmy here saved me. Then they steal the blueprints...good thing Richter got those back. Now this. Well they can slow us down, but they can't stop us!" Ren said resolutely.