“Hello, the life you live will be quite good and you shall be in aw! Why try to live when you can thrive. Go big or get creative, there is no losing in the road of life. There are just bad roads. Some get to choose wide; some get no choice at all. In the end there is always a way, but do you have the will to take it?”
- President of space exploration
Life is not good. Stuck in an asteroid mine. What can be worse? Well, an asteroid mine filled with angry pirates. That’s where I am now. Stuck, Stuck, just like a duck… Well, we all go mad sooner or later, just when and why. Let me tell you how.
“Brian! When does your shift end?” an old man I recognised as Tom, good man. Yelled over all the noise in the mine “It ends in another 3 hours!” I holler back. He coked his head and looked confused, before he asked, I answered, “Dubble shift, got dropped on my lap because of Olaf!” he looked annoyed, even for the grumpy old man he was. “You down to go to get a cold …” his voice drowned in the noise of machines. “What!” I called back, he started to repeat “A Co..ld on...e!” and then my vison exploded white. I stumbled around in deaf and blind agony. I fell on my face, and that saved my life. Faint Shots rang out. I barely managed to see, and it was not only our wardens shotting. Blue hot Plasma splashed beside me melting the space rock. That shook me from my stupor. Scrambling on my knees I crawled, stumbled and clawed forwards. Anywhere but here! My instinct Screamed at me. After crawling farther away from the firefight I got up and started running. Where I was going did not matter, first left, then a right down dark unsecured tunnels. I keep sprinting till all I heard was my heavy breathing. My legs cramped and I fell hard on rocks, blackout.
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So here I am, stuck in a dark tunnel wondering whether a pirate will gun me down or bleeding will kill me first. Pirates would be preferable. So, I braced myself up, immediately felt woozy, sagged back down the rock wall. Touching my head and fresh blood came back. Not great, but it was not the end yet. Taking off and wrapping my shirt around my head is the best I can do. After, I slowly dragged myself, guided only by hand, towards somewhere. Only darkness and rock for company. Only my breathing becoming shallower. Then sound, no, talking? I tried to drag myself faster, but they were gone as fast they came. Then shaking, it felt like an earthquake. EARTHQUAKE on an asteroid! Panic kicked inn; then all the walls came apart. The cold sweeping my body. No drinks for me, slipped my mind before the void took me.
- End