"Here we go," Mears said, and pressed a button.
The universe bent and stretched and flattened and the colors ran together. She was looking at herself from across the control room. She was everywhere in the compartment and in the corridor and in her quarters and in the launch bay and standing on the hull and floating in space watching the ship disappear.
Eventually, Mears' finger lifted from the button and things were normal again.
"Where are we?"
He swung the bow of the ship around, facing a brilliant bluish-white star bigger than the Sun seen from Earth. "That's Vega."