Spaceship
Coma like consciousness resurfaces
Enclosed in a capsule shaped sleep chamber
A few vague abstract shapes pass and repass
Overhead LED lights flash response
Feeling for control pressure area
Oxygen floods now obsolete chamber
The glass frame clicks and glides swiftly open
Stepping out Grayson squats to do knee bends
"Hi" and a friendly tap on his shoulder confirms
First Mate Adams has likewise awakened
Refreshed after a dry crystal shower
He meets up with his colleague once again
The onboard computer interrupts with
update logistical data read out
Which lasts approx. eleven earth hours
Grayson takes up his first watch duty role
Familiarising relevant complans
Compiling notes on configurations
While studying the moon's crater surface
Alien report flashes up on screen
Sentient. All O.K. No import flares
Star Planet Ogilvy one light year away
"Hi Grayson", greets Adam's approaching frame
"Any adverse affects from your nano sleep?"
"No Doc", Grayson responds positively
Then automatically checks his stun gun
Noting Adams back view does not compute
A pulsating neck protuberance glows red
Horror struck Grayson then sees it turn purple
As he raises his gun to eye level
Adams then turns unexpectedly
Seeing the lazar ray hone in on him
Smile freezes and registers shock on his face.
Dated: 9th March 2014
Copyright © Theresa Stephens | Year Posted 2014
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