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No ownership claimed on image – found on Pinterest
I’ve not done a blog battle for a while, so for a bit of fun I thought I would take part this time and see how it goes. The weeks theme is Darkness.
Leaping the Void:
The darkness was enveloping her mind and vision. Overloaded with the sensations of sounds and the crippling force that brought her to where she was now. Was she dead? Who was she even? What was it she could hear? Voices? The roar subsided and slowly the sounds became clearer. She was breathing fast, she knew somehow this was bad and tried to control her breathing. For a moment she lay there, collecting her thoughts, looking up and the bright blue and a white gem against the black sky, peppered with stars.
“Kristen, are you there? Please respond” was what she could hear, over and over. Dazed she lay there some more before she realised.
“I’m Kristen” she said out loud, still breathing hard, slowly getting control. She pressed the intercom button “Science officer Bowman here control, I’m here… I’m not sure what happened”
“Bowman, thank God you’re there. You’re heart rate is really high, you’ve got to get your breathing under control. Where’s Mendez and Harrison?” Kristen truned to rest on her elbow, her mind returning to the events. The massive quake, she had been looking right at both Mendez and Harrison when they vanished. Kristen looked round, now slowly sitting up, amazed that her life support system wasn’t damaged.
“I can’t see them contol!” She replied “I’m fairly sure they’re gone – they vanished in front of me.” Kristen picked herself up as the only way one can in a space suit. Finally getting up and standing as close as she dare the huge chasm that had appeared where her friends once stood. “What happened control?” She asked.
“We’re not sure Bowman, but we need to get you back here. What’s your oxygen level indicating?” Control was sounding concerned, the moon walk had already been going on several hours and they were due back soon anyway.
“It’s showing at 14 percent control” For a moment there was silence.
“Acknowledged Bowman, we need to find you a way over that chasm. You’re only a ten minute walk away from here. But it will take you three hours to get round the chasm, and about forty minutes to drive the Mule round. But you only have thirty minutes of air left and that’s if you’re careful.”
For a moment, Kristen stood there thinking. “I’ve got an idea” she finally said “You’re going to like this.” Kristen walked slowly and steadily toward the Mule. Once she got there she reached into a side compartment and pulled out a firearm. Looking round she could see that the Mule would be useless anyway, it’s front wheels sunk into the Lunar dust. Carefully she climbed onto the Mule’s cabin, looking round she could clearly see the base just the other side of the chasm.
I’m not going to die here like this. She thought to herself as she turned around and sat on the circular hatch atop the cabin. Her back was to the base, taking out the firearm and gripping it in her left hand she began the release procedure for the hatch.
“Bowman? What in God’s name are you doing? This really isn’t…”
In space, there is no sound. Which is a good thing in some ways as right at that second the hatch blew open and catapulted the determined woman up and across the chasm.
“Ohhh…myyy… Gooooddd!!!” Kristen shouted as she felt herself shot up and away from the Mule. Regaining her senses, she fired the gun.. one, two, three, four times. Each shot pushing her further and further away from the Mule and toward the base.
For what seemed like an age she was flying over the Lunar surface, no one had ever done this before. No one had needed or wanted to and she could see why. A red light in her helmet flashed, only 8 percent oxygen now. She had very few minutes of oxygen left. Finally she was descending, but at a hell of a rate. Turning to face the base… somehow in flight. As she got nearer the ground she pointed the gun toward the ground and fired one, two, three, four times. That was it, no more rounds left. Kristen had slowed but was still moving fast. She had not only cleared the chasm but was so close to the base. Moving her arms and legs as if to run.
Suddenly it was all a blur and once more Kristen was looking up and the blue and white globe that was the Earth. The red light was flashing and now there was a buzzer telling her that she was dangerously low on oxygen. Her visor was cracked and was only vaguely aware of being pulled into the Lunar base. Then, there was nothing.
“Wake up Bowman… wake up! Hell of a stunt you pulled off out there!” Kristen slowly opened here eyes, Scott Williams the base commander was sat next to her. She was laying in the base infirmary but all she could think about was the damn, thumping headache.
“I made it?” Kristen whispered weakly.
“Sure did Bowman, we had to pull you in becasue you crashed so hard. You’ve been asleep there for two days. Sorry about Mendez and Harrison, but we’re glad you’re back safe.”
With that Williams got up and left, Kristen was lost in her thoughts. She had made it, just. Thinking about her missing friends she lay there watching the medic checking her.
“Why me?” Kristen asked.
“What?” the medic asked, confused at the question.
“Why did I make it?” Kristen asked.
“Ask God, becasue I can’t aswer that. from what I hear it didn’t come easy.” The medic checked some instruments and adjusted a couple of levels and walked off, leaving Kristen alone. Alone to wonder why against all the odds, she had made it back.
©2017 Simon Farnell
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Over the last couple of years I’ve written a number of short and not so short stories and trying to give them the visibility they deserve is a bit hard when they’re hidden behind a menu system on my blog page. So I’ve put as many of them as I can find on this post and I’m going to pin it on my page.
Many of them aren’t finished, but you know – Rome wasn’t built in a day and all that.
The Titan Mystery is my longest running story, set in the far future the commander and crew of the star ship Tycho become trapped in time and space while investigating a gigantic spacecraft that seems to be from distant future.
The only way for them to find a way to get free is to board the Titan and see what they can find out. What they discover is beyond they wildest dreams and nightmares.
While on a less than routine mission to recover the data from a monitoring station David Hicks watches as a spacecraft passes over him and lands in the distance. Rather than being rescued by his partner he disobeys orders to find out more. He was prepared for aliens and maybe death, but not what’s inside that spacecraft.
Dr Harry Tressler runs the New Horizons mission to Pluto, the mission is going well until a government official arrives with armed soldiers and a few other strange looking visitors. The mission is secretly hijacked and Dr Tressler and his team are forced to stay and help until the flyby is complete. But why is this happening?
Midnight fails to fall on Sela’s home world and the consequences are going to be catastrophic for his whole race if he can’t find out why this is happening. With time short, Tira his partner and his brain as his only tools Sela finds out that their world is under attack with little to fight back with.
Minecraft Steve is having a load of adventures with creepers, zombie pigmen and rogue crafters. It’s hard to know what’s going on sometimes.
This short piece is part of a concept and I’m excited about where it may lead. Chronos is entering orbit of a supermassive black hole, it’s mission it to take humanity further into the future than it would ever survive. Perhaps until the end of time.
There’s loads more and I need to work and promote all of them, and this is something I hope to do more of so keep watching!
May the 4th is of course Star Wars day! Happy Star Wars day – by way of celebrating this I’ve got a few pics of Star Wars stuff from my archives.
But if you want the full hit of Lego StarWars pictures have a look here:
Some pictures are not mine – work out which but don’t sue me!
Science fiction films being what they are can give unique personalities to machines of different kinds, be they computers, robots or spacecraft. The moments when these machines are killed off are moments of sadness. These are some of the most memorable sad moments from science fiction movies. If you can think of others that are more memorable then let me know!
Hal was the killer computer from 2001, highly intelligent and able to run the entire discovery spacecraft by himself. HAL mysteriously malfunctioned, killing a crewman Frank to get Commander Dave Bowman out of the spacecraft so he could kill those hibernating by evacuating the atmosphere from it.
Dave manged to get back to the Discovery and shut him down. Despite his calm and maniacal voice, you can’t help but feel for HAL as he is gradually deactivated.
Time, time travel and paradoxes always seem to cause problems and put many heroes to a sticky end. This is very well demonstrated in Terminator 2 when Arnie’s character after having been nearly smashed to pieces allows himself to be lowered into molten steel in order to destroy all trace of Skynet’s Terminator technology to stop Skynet’s creation in the first place.
As Kryten once said: “Today’s been a bit of a bummer really!”
Shame it didn’t work.
BOB was the bashed up little droid from the Black Hole, with a southern accent he brought out the love of the underdog in the audience. His memory banks clocked their last cycles after he crossed the formidable Maximilian. His buddy Vincent had to say a sad goodbye to BOB after the fight with the spacecraft disintegrating around them.
After the death of Admiral Kirk’s son, Kirk had to surrender the Enterprise to his Kingon enemy. But not before he set the ship to self destruct. This created a scene that audiences were nothing less than stunned at.
A little known (I nearly forgot this film too) called silent running saw a crew member defy orders to destroy the lifedomes they were carrying, kill his fellow crew members and go rogue and silent in order to protect the life in the dome that he loved.
In this were three drones, 1, 2 and 3 later renamed to Huey, Dewey and Louie. Louie came to an unexpected end while outside the spacecraft and his foot got stuck.I couldn’t find anything on YouTube on this scene. But this is a very different SciFi flick, it’s a mix of beauty, death and sadness with an ending you don’t expect.
I hope you liked this, I’m planning on making more SciFi film moments as there are so many. Any suggestions welcome.
Candice Coates of candicecoates.wordpress.com has a problem that I an only dream of. She has two books to self publish. The problem comes is which one to publish first! The two books are called Warden and Nexus Gate 4037. Both of them are Science Fiction novels with a different twist. The Warden is comic adventure and Nexus Gate is a suspense thriller.
What Candice has decided is the we should get the power to decide which one gets to readers first. Look through the story teasers below and have a think. Then be a really great bloggie and click on the Battle of the Books link and vote for the one you thought was best! Simples!
If I had to pick one of these two stories to read first I would pick Nexus Gate. Time and paradoxes and the consequences of disturbing events in out timelines is something I have keen interest in.
BUT I being a Hitchhikers fan I also love a Sci Fi comedy advneture!
Thinking about it… do I really know?
What were the biggest writing challenge(s) for each if these books?
-The biggest challenge(s) for each story I would say was initially the time crunch since I wrote them during a summer session of NaNoWriMo. Trying to make novel status in 30 days can be difficult but I’ve developed a system for it whereas I would aim for a certain number of words a day.
Another challenge that I faced was with Nexus Gate. With my first draft, I managed to write well over 150k words, but I recognized around 90k that the story had transitioned into book two. The challenge was in figuring out how to properly end book one so that it was a solid stand-alone piece. Working out the transition for what I have with book two will happen soon.
Warden was written as a NaNoWriMo challenge wasn’t it? How did writing this differ from Nexus Gate?
-They both were summer NaNoWriMos. What made them different was that when I wrote Warden, it was my very first go at NaNoWriMo. I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t have a system. I was really just playing things by ear and learning as I went along. When I started Nexus Gate the following year, I knew how to develop a working rhythm which helped me to write with greater ease.
Which book is your favourite?
-Honestly, I don’t have a favorite. They both excite me in different ways and that is because they are so vastly different even though they are under the genre of Science Fiction. I would say it’s like having two children, they are both yours but they are very different, still you love them equally.
Genre: Science Fantasy, Comedic Action Adventure
Audience: YA, NA (New Adult), Adult
Book Flap: Ever since the bizarre death of her grandmother, Maeve Grandie has made it her sole purpose to be reliable, even if that means living a dreadfully predictable life. The only sense of adventure Maeve experiences is in her dreams. The only problem is her peculiar hereditary condition that gives her rashes on her hands and arms, turning the veins of her arms a screaming azurite blue, not only gives her weird dreams but causes her to sleepwalk as well.
But what would happen if those dreams that carry her into a bizarre land where people can cause their arms to ignite with blue flames and tear open the sky with their bare hands is not really a dream at all?
What if the dream world, Maeve finds herself suddenly trapped in, is actually a true world of wonder but one she is somehow destroying just by being there?
Senior Warden Vincent Jasper of Trident finds himself facing that very real and immeasurable danger when a young woman in the ugly pink nightgown interferes with an arrest right before disappearing through an Unzoned Door in the Universe causing the very threads of the Cluster and Realms to ripple and stretch, putting it and the lives of all who live within it in grave danger. Not only is the woman unknown but she keeps opening Doors and is somehow hiding right underneath his nose.
Can Jasper and his team along with the rest of Trident, apprehend this villainous threat clad in garish pink flannel and ruffles? Or will they find out that she is not the threat at all but the weapon of someone else, all before their side of the universe collapses?
Genre: Speculative Science Fiction, Suspense Thriller, Time Travel
Audience: NA (New Adult), Adult
Book Flap: Most important rules of time surveillance; never disrupt your host timeline and never step into the future. Decorated Surveillance Specialist Vivian Leona of 6037 has broken both.
Losing her husband, John Joseph Spruce, in the Nexus of time past, Vivian mistakenly pulls the wrong man into the future, a man recorded by history as having died on that very day in 1837. The consequences for keeping him alive in the future could prove far worse than Vivian bargains for, especially in the American South’s New Golden Age, 4037, where any overt emotion or cause of such, like racism, is seen as a deadly contingent—‘conditions’ cured only by euthanasia.
Slave foreman and bounty hunter ‘Tucker’ John Josephus Spruce of 1837 is called ‘The Animal’ by those he hunts, and a ‘necessary evil’ by those who enlist his skills, but are his ‘talents’ enough to keep him alive when he steps into a deadly snare set twenty-two hundred years in the future where he is now pawn and prey?
Will Tucker John’s instincts lead him towards retribution for his abduction, or will they make Vivian his only ally while setting him on an unexpected hunt for the one not only out for his blood, but the very woman’s he’s purposed to destroy?
BIO: Candice Coates is a fiction writer, jumping from genres ranging from Speculative Science Fiction and Fantasy to Comedic Clean Read Romance and Drama, all with touches of her Christian faith. She is a lover of Ireland, tea, and just about anything with pistachios. When not writing she is creating visual art with pen or paint, or she is creating new designs for her handmade polymer clay jewelry line, Shizen Brook. To read more of her work you can find her at her author site, candicecoates.wordpress.com or icameforthesoup.com. You can also find out more about her and how to stay connected by going to www.about.me/candicecoates
Where does your love of Sci-Fi come from?
-I think because I am a visionary at heart. I am constantly imaging and romanticizing about the possibilities of what could be. Science Fiction is all about possibilities. There are limits and yet there aren’t any at the same time.
What other story ideas do you have?
-I currently have a folder with over 143 different titles that I have ideas for. Some of them I’ve done work on, others I just have the generally idea saved and tucked away. I do play around with different genres though, hence why my author site tag is “The Novel World of a Genre Jumper.” I play around with Clean Read Romance, Coming of Age, Science Fantasy, Drama, etc. In short, I just love to tell a story and I aim to do that in as many ways as I can.
Where does your inspiration to write come from?
-Just about anything gives me inspiration. I got the ideas for both Warden and Nexus Gate from dreams that I had. Sometimes I get ideas and inspiration for images or random phrases that hear people say. It really just depends for me. A muse can be find in anything.
I hope you guys will look as what Candice is doing and support her and help her with this decision and eventually buy her books like i will.
As many of you will (and should) know by now I’m a bit of science fiction and fantasy nut. Whether it’s reading, watching or writing in this genre I love where it can take me. Journeys that one could never have imagined in the normal world are everyday in this world.
I’ve had a thought though, I’ve wanted for sometime to promote this work more, not just my own work but to have a place or blog where people can share their thought around things they’re written, read or watched. So I have the thought that I can use my old and currently unused Universe of possibility blog to be at the centre of this, or have a page on here where people who want to share and connect in this area can do so.
I do need people to join in with this and to help it grow, so let me know your thoughts, if you’re interested in the same genre would you be willing to join in, read, follow, help or participate. It can be as simple as letting me link to a post on your own blog, or if you really want putting something up personally. It’s so open it’s like space.
What are your thoughts bloggies?
My mind is getting a bit fried right now. Maybe it’s to do with this time of year, but I’ve been thinking about time dilation, black holes and that kind of thing. This has all come about from the film Interstellar where a group of astronauts try to find a new home for the human race in a far away galaxy.
They get there through a wormhole that’s in the area of Saturn and find themselves in a star system where three planets orbit a black hole. Things are ok so far, this is good old fashioned Sci-Fi stuff.
The first world they visit is closest to the black hole and they work out that an hour on the surface for them will mean seven years will pass from the point of view of their mother ship, the Endurance. This is also ok, this is now not only science fiction but thanks to the theory of relativity also science fact (or as good as becasue no one has yet verified this fact).
This time dilation was demonstrated in the story when an unscheduled delay meant that rather than the mission to the planet taking a mere seven years, it in fact took 23 years. To them they were only a few hours, but the guy left behind on Endurance had aged 23 years and Joseph Cooper’s kids had turned into mature adults who had thought he was either dead or had abandoned them.
Towards the end of the film, the pilot Cooper ejects himself and his spacecraft from Endurance. He ejects so that the rest of the Endurance can escape to the third planet carrying Anne Hathaway’s lone survivor. In the film it gets weird and there’s a kind of 3D thought / reality thing going on and this is where I split from the plot to my thinking.
By ejecting, Cooper has essentially given himself to the black hole (called Gargantua). Our understanding is that spectacularly intense gravity would kill him, crushing anything physical completely and utterly to mere atoms. From his point of view this would happen quickly, but probably not quickly enough thinking about it.
Getting to the point here – if Anne Hathaway could watch Copper falling into the black hole and past the event horizon (again another problem with this as light has a little trouble escaping a black hole – hence it’s name) things would be happening slowly. Whereas for Cooper looking back up things would be happening very quickly.
The first thing is that this is a total brain fuck in itself.
The second thing kinda blew my mind away, I’ve been picking up the pieces all week! Cooper may never, ever reach the physical entity of the black hole. If time is moving so fast outside the black hole what may actually kill Cooper (he’s not going to be too bothered by this I think) is the end of the universe.
Think about it… while he’s merrily (Ha!) falling towards his doom, the universe is speeding by up there. So much so that it ends before he reaches it?!?!
Damn – my mind blew again. Sometimes I wish I didn’t think so much!
This is some purely wildly out there thinking – this would mean that falling into a black hole could be a bath to living forever. Firstly it wouldn’t you would die from the gravity crush, but it’s the possibility. When the kind of concepts can be thought of in mathematics and proved in theories on relativity it begs the question – what the hell else can we discover?
The only limits are the limits that our human mind can actually perceive and cope with and maybe even accept.
That’s kinda big.
No ownership claimed on images – found on Google from the film Interstellar.
I found this on my laptop the other day – being the geek I am sharing seemed the thing to do as I think it’s pretty cool!
No ownership claimed on image – found on Google
Though the darkness of deep space a lone spacecraft moved slowly towards a rippling tear of energy in space. The Atlas, the ship sent to rescue the Tycho and it’s crew moved towards its reported position.
“We’ve not been able to pick up the Tycho on sensors Captain and they should be here!”
Captain William Roberts sat back in his chair, thoughtful.
“When was the last time we had contact with the Tycho?”
“Only a few hours ago to inform them of our arrival sir!” The communications officer answered.
“Raise them again and get them to re-confirm their position please.”
Captain Roberts had read the report from the Tycho. It was quite a story, he wouldn’t ever say he didn’t believe it but he certainly had questions. But if they’re supposed to be here and are not, then perhaps the time leak from this Titan could explain it.
“They’ve confirmed their position sir.”
“Well you better tell McKinley that his problems aren’t over yet. I think he need to be thinking about passing though that time tear because it seems he’s in the right place at the wrong time!”
McKinley sat there, sunk in his seat. Dumbfounded as he looked across at Seanna.
“What do we do now?” She asked him. McKinley couldn’t answer, he had run out of all of his ideas now. He was looking forward to an end to all of this, so much had been lost to get the Tycho and what was left of its crew here. This was meant to be a routine survey and reconnaissance mission and it looked like now that the only chances they had were to either brave the rift or die on the Tycho when the supplies ran out.
After a pause McKinley hit the console on his chair, breaking the controls. In whT seemed like a rage he got out of his chair and headed off the control centre “you’re in command Seanna!” He shouted, everyone was silenced. No one dared speak until after he had gone.
“Hello sir, I’ve not seen you for three days. How can I be of assistance?” Dave asked McKinley as he arrived on the loading deck.
“It seems we’re stuck in the wrong time! Can you think of how we are going to back to where we should be?” McKinley asked Dave strongly. He had calmed a little since leaving the control centre, but his unhappiness was obvious.
Dave was thoughtful for a moment “I think the term wrong time is incorrect, we are in a different time than you want to be is more accurate!” McKinley rolled his eyes and was about to boil over again when Dave started again “there is a way to try and get back to your own time. The problem is that it’s going to be dangerous and there is no guarantee of any success.”
McKinley was listening as the mechanoids carried on with his explanation “the rift is a tear in the fabric of space time, we have to enter it in order to find your way back. The problem is that because it is a tear it is likely to be visible in the same point in space across a vast section of time. Where to exit the rift is the key and considering the current condition of your spacecraft, we will be at the mercy of the powers we find in there.”
“Ok, let me get some of my people down here. Between all of you I hope you can make a plan that could work!”
McKinley called down the chief engineer, Jearo and some other science officers were also called and while McKinley was involved he could no nothing much except listen to the ideas and plans a bouncing around. For hours it carried on until finally a plan was hatched. It was still risky, but the mechanoids were going to need a few days to carry out a partial overhaul of the drive coils. This would enable the Tycho limited but useful propulsion. Dave was going to modify the navigational sensor arrays to be able to lock in on a time signal from the Atlas, essentially making it a crude time locator and guidance system. The core needed to have the coolant and linings repaired and then re-calibrated to operate at a different phase of entertainment to allow better propulsion in the rift and also not damage the reworked coils after their repair. Is was a big job and in the meantime the crew were preparing for the worst. Messages were sent to the Atlas in case the worst happened.
McKinley had just walked into his quarters and flopped onto his bed when Seanna came in. She too looked exhausted and grimy from working on the core all day.
“We did it!” She exclaimed, the exhaustion in her voice was obvious. McKinley stuck a thumb up of approval.
“Well done! We’re good to go tomorrow then?”
“Yup!” Seanna walked over, flopping onto the bed next to McKinley. Wrapping their arms round each other they both settled in for some much needed sleep.
“Do you think we will make it?” Seanna asked. “I was starting to like life and find it interesting again!”
“I wish I knew Seanna.” McKinley answered, kissing her forehead.
“This has been the most messed up mission ever don’t you think? I mean look at what’s happened. We discover a ship, it’s stuck in time and we get trapp-” a snorw came from McKinley. Smiling Seanna rested he head on the pillow next to him, but wasn’t able ro sleep like McKinley.
Seanna woke late and alone, without pausing for anything she made it up to to control. McKinley raised his eyebrows as she made he way onto the deck looking a little ragged.
“Good afternoon! Glad you could make it Seanna!”
“Where are we at?” she asked.
“Tyson has just get the Atlas to send signals at times intervals, acting as a time beacon. All the checks have been completed and we’ll be ready to start in about an hour when the coils are charged. Can you take the guidance panel as we all need your keen eye to look for the right way to go!”
“Certainly” Deanna replied. Manning her station the crew prepared for this one last journey. Like n impending sentence it was the longest hour ever to pass. Eventually the call came through:
“Coils are charged commander!”
McKinley took a moment to look around at the assembled crew. Each of them looking back at him. He wondered over to Seanna she put he hand in his for a moment and looked up at him “let’s do this yeah?”
Neila called over “All stations have called in, all systems are go and all lights are green!”
“Let’s do then! Take us in!” McKinley called out. The Tycho’s engines vibrated briefly as they pushed the craft forward towards its destiny. The rift that had almost destroyed themselves to escape from was now their target. In a few moments the pull of the rift was pulling them ever faster towards its heart.
“Keep her steady!” McKinley called out.
“We’re accelerating fast commander!” Neila called out ” in less than a minute were going to moving faster than our engines can push us!”
“Can we still navigate?” McKinley replied.
“Yes, but it’s getting harder!”
“Do we have a lock yet Seanna?”
“No! I’m trying to find it!” Seanna yelled back
“Keep at it!” McKinley yelled back.
For what seemed like endless moments the rift was getting closer and larger in the forward view. Turbulences of untamed power rocked and buffeted the small craft. Neila shouting out the damage sustained and isolating each in turn. Suddenly the crew were thrown onto their panels as a huge metallic crash was sent through the Tycho.
“Hull breach at the forecastle!” Neila shouted out, the deafening roar drowning her out. “Were going to get shaken to pieces at this rate!”
“Have we got it yet Seanna?” McKinley shouted.
“I think so, it’s hard to tell but there’s lot of noise!” She shouted back. “I’m sending the heading to the guidance computer!”
“Give it all you can Neila!”
“Damn right!” At that the engines of the Tycho sprang into life, the ship shaking as it tried to fly straight and true. McKinley looked at the red lights all over the ship’s readout. His thoughts were resigned that this was it. There was nothing more he or anyone else could do. The swirling depths of the rift flashed and crackled with unimaginable power pushing and pulling the tiny craft around. A huge flash shot before McKinley’s eyes and then there was nothing, darkness. Silence.
“Am I dead?” McKinley thought, he wasn’t sure if he thought or spoke it. In those moments he realised he couldn’t be dead. Or… Maybe he could. Staring into the darkness he rose from his chair, swirling in the mists of balack shapes like monsters swirled and moved within it, then there were flashes of moments, the Titan mission,then previous missions, even further back to when he was a young man and had first started serving in the space core. Then he saw moments from his childhood, moments long forgotten, friends long missed. He felt sorrowful and happiness as the moments played before him back to when he was a mere baby.
Then darkness again.
McKinley stood or so he thought in what felt and seemed like nothing. Gazing ahead until light filled his vision like the curtains open in the morning. He blinked as he tried to see around him, closing his eyes again he tried to open them. Gradually he was getting used to the light, his vision clearing. He saw a figure standing in front of him.
“Who are you? Where is this?” McKinley asked.
“Welcome McKinley.” Came a voice, gentle yet powerful. McKinley had heard it before, but he couldn’t recall where from.
“It’s good to see you again, take your time, don’t fight it my friend. You took your time! I never thought you would come!” The figure said to him.
For a few moments McKinley struggled with his eyes, clearer and clearer they became. He became aware he was standing on on sand, the sea washing over his feet. He was suddenly aware of Seanna, she slipped her hand into his.
“Will he be ok?” She asked.
The voice laughed. “Patience, in good time. It’s taken him more time to awaken properly!”
McKinley felt Seanna’s soft lips on his cheek. “Come back to us old man!” She whispered, he could tell she was smiling. Seanna wouldn’t let his hand go, in a few moments his vision cleared. He looked around to see the crew on this desert beach in the middle of a vast ocean. He looked over to the vista of a ringed plated in a deep blue sky and moons easily visible in the sky.
“Where is this?” McKinley asked.
“Don’t you k ow where we are? Or who I am?”
“Endevin?” McKinley whispered. “How?”
“Welcome to reality my friend!”
Too stunned to answer, McKinley looked at Seanna and smiled. He had no idea how or why. But he felt more alive now than he had ever done in his life. Like the moment of being born and feeling, sensing for the first time. Life, had somehow just begun!
© Simon Farnell 2016