A chilling sleep begins.
The carnage and chaos had ended.
He was the only survivor.
Recognizable remains littered the corridors. Blood pooled over artificial gravity wells.
A course to Earth was set, and he gingerly collapsed into a cryogenics pod.
As the pod sealed, a motion light kicked on.
“I hear voices and scratching,” the child whispered beneath a heavy comforter.
Darkness blanketed the Montes Apenninus just beyond his son’s bedroom window.
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Several Lunar Roving Vehicles remain scattered across the surface of the Moon.
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After a difficult discussion and a round of heartfelt goodbyes, Kellogg and Lumumba climbed into the recreation module.
The module was jettisoned from the ship a few minutes later.
Hope for the survival of mankind remained as the ship continued onward.
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Overlooked.
Undercooked.
Each barricade improved their chances of survival, and many found solace in every corridor, staircase, window, and vent that was blocked. Continue reading ““Barricades ‘R’ Us””
This is an unaltered photograph of a dark school hallway.
The most honest way to earn a dollar.
“Can I come down?”
“Of course! I’m just surprised your not playing outside.”
You need a shotgun to squash these bugs.
“The lightning bugs sure are glowing bright tonight!”
The desperate exodus of mankind to the stars.
“Butembo will serve as the anchor for the first ever constructed.”
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