“A Close Call”
As Alex Dorsey looks across the crowded room at Mariangela Diaz, he has no idea that in 99.99999% of the parallel universes that him and Mariangela both exist in, they actually meet at this party and embark on a horribly destructive and lengthy love affair that ruins both of their lives and leaves them bitter, hollow shells of their former selves… creating a legacy of pain and sorrow for generations.
FORTUNATELY, this version of Alex and Mariangela happen to live in the parallel reality where Mariangela picked up smoking at the age of 16 (which only occurs in .00001% of the parallel universes she exists in), so that when Alex spotted her from across the room, he thought to himself “I don’t like smoking” and then quickly looked away… never to think of her again.
While each of their paths in time led them here, in this reality they do not continue together… neither of them ever knowing how close they came to lives of pure misery.
“The Fading Signal”
It’s been roughly three hundred and ten standard days since the crash.
While Caleb Adams was initially happy to have wrecked his supply ship on this un-named fossilized moon instead of being sucked into the nearby giant gas planet, the elation quickly wore off as the reality of trying to find rescue seeps in.
Since atomic disturbance from the gas planet will screw up any signal he tries to broadcast from the surface with his weak portable transponder, he is forced to climb one of the 5 mile high fossilized trees scattered around the dead, small moon and wait for the two hour window where the gas giant is obscured by this solar system’s sun, in an attempt to bounce a signal off of the local star that can somehow be received by one of the Company’s scanners.
Each arduous climb takes over 20 hours of continuous climbing, and the two hour window to broadcast his signal only happens once every three standard days.
And there’s certainly no guarantee that a scanner will be in a position to capture his signal during that window, or that the Company is even still looking for the wreckage of his supply ship since the safe bet (and the financially sensible bet) is that he was dissolved in the acid atmosphere of the gas giant, and therefore classified as “Recovery Not Feasible”.
In fact, he knows he has no reason to believe he will make it out alive. Not at this date.
But if he’s not going to try, he might as well just shoot himself in the face right here and now. He has to at least give himself a chance.
So, for the three hundred and eleventh day in a row, he climbs.
Existing halfway between the “real” Sun and the planet of Earth, The Robot Sun absorbs the natural Sun’s last remaining bits of energy before it dies… killing everything in our solar system along with it.
While the old Sun has been burning out, it is simultaneously building to one last grand…
He needed to meet her, or at least take a picture of her.
The girl’s bright red hair sways in the breeze,…
look at the damned picture i am a cow