Oh, right, sleep time. One good thing about space travel was the required eight hours of sleep every twenty-four hours. She smiled remembering that a friend had given a new program to test out on those long, lonely, trips. With a yawn, Jane punched out the code that would set the ship on the nighttime autopilot. It would wake Jane up for an emergency, but otherwise would keep the ship on a steady, slower, course until he punched back in. But… SPERMALIEN HERE!!!
