Cold Boot Attack

I thought I was drowning. Hypersleep left me heavy and dumb. Emergency waking protocol. I was rapid-thawing; should be mobile in an hour. The ship’s android stared into my tank with dimly glowing eyes devoid of soul. It tapped a polycarbonate digit to its aural receptor. I activated my earpiece. Its synthetic inflection was colder… Continue reading Cold Boot Attack

Answering the Stravinsky

Space is a big place. Remarkably, unfathomably, soul-crushingly big. And all that space is essentially empty. The black vastness is not somewhere you want your ship to break down. That's why there's a mandate all ships are obligated to respond in good faith to any distress signals of space origin (once you make planetfall you're… Continue reading Answering the Stravinsky

One Problem at a Time

This might be the end. Through her suit, the chaos around her was muffled, like she were hearing it from the bottom of a pool, but to Kassidy that only heightened the unreality of the situation. Sparks were flying and gas was venting. Smoke billowed down the corridor, and the deck beneath her flexed and… Continue reading One Problem at a Time