Retire 19
Dear Charlie,
Thank you for your unforgettable service to mankind. NASA, and all the rest of humanity thanks you for the risk you took to save us.
We look forward to working with you in the future. The FTL-ship is only the beginning. You have been a great asset to us. Without you none of this would’ve been possible. We owe you never ending thanks.
See you soon.
Greetings
Moorland
Retire 19
Dear Charlie,
Thank you for your unforgettable service to mankind. NASA, and all the rest of humanity thanks you for the risk you took to save us.
We look forward to working with you in the future. The FTL-ship is only the beginning. You have been a great asset to us. Without you none of this would’ve been possible. We owe you never ending thanks.
See you soon.
Greetings
Moorland
Retire 19
Dear Charlie,
Thank you for your unforgettable service to mankind. NASA, and all the rest of humanity thanks you for the risk you took to save us.
We look forward to working with you in the future. The FTL-ship is only the beginning. You have been a great asset to us. Without you none of this would’ve been possible. We owe you never ending thanks.
See you soon.
Greetings
Moorland
Retire 19
Dear Charlie,
Thank you for your unforgettable service to mankind. NASA, and all the rest of humanity thanks you for the risk you took to save us.
We look forward to working with you in the future. The FTL-ship is only the beginning. You have been a great asset to us. Without you none of this would’ve been possible. We owe you never ending thanks.
See you soon.
Greetings
Moorland
space rocks
Top Secret Rescue Mission
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“Professor Jane, I’m sorry. Professor Scot won’t make it past the blast. The suits weren’t built to withstand the blast. The pressure will rip through the helmet’s glass and…
Professor Scot, if you want to switch off your oxygen we can wait a while.” You lower your head into your hands sighing.
“Thank you, kid, it has been an honour, all of you.”
Professor Jane waits a few minutes until Professor Scot’s breathing can no longer be heard.
The team initiates the nuke and the last meteorite is broken into dust.
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“Let’s go back, I have an important message to send.” She turns of the audio and waits for Quinn to return to the control room.
The team sets everything back in order, you type the last calculations in. If I didn’t do these calculations in my head earlier, than none of us would’ve made it home, you think to yourself as you realise your mind slipping away into pain and regret.
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