I clutched the paper in my fingers until I tore the edges away.You will not die. Loosening my grip on the note I began to read the rest of the page. “There is an automatic air filter on your ship. You will not die from the lack of oxygen; at least not for a while.… Continue reading Chronicles of a Space Man; Part Three
The ship keeps rocking. I keep counting the rocks; one,two, one,two,one,two. We don’t know why the ship keeps doing that. Okay, maybe it’s space monsters? Or it’s my imagination. No one else seems to notice. One of my two crew members loves the other one so he is quite distracted. That maybe why he doesn’t… Continue reading Chronicles of a Space Man; Part Two.
There are more colors than the ones of earth, you know. They live deep in outer space. I’ve seen them. They are just blur passing us by. Well, it’s more like us passing them by at an incomprehensible speed. You see, we were only suppose to go to Mars, but we got a little off… Continue reading Chronicles of Space Man; part one.