Waddup,
Story #2 (again from yesterday)
Prompt: You have done too much.
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I had spent years and in space, trying to look for another planet for my kind to move into. My team and I were on the brink of discovering it, all we needed to do was just modify our telescope. My whole crew were good men and women, who were the best mankind had to offer. They were willing too bet that they could find a planet soon. All except for one member.
Lieutenant James Daniels, my assistant, was a well accomplished man. Participating in over 100 other space exploration missions. This would be hist last, before he would retire. He had always wanted my job. Daniels was a shy, sleazy snake. That always had a hidden agenda. I personally found him to be quite nice to me, but I've heard many stories of how he had treated others.
After months of work on the telescope we had finally found the planet. However, we had to be sure it was okay for our kind to inhabit. Daniels and I exited the space craft. We brought the telescope outside with us. I noticed on this particular day that Daniels was especially erratic. As if he was a child finally after ages of escalation, got what he wants.
Daniels and I were looking around that particular solar system, when I noticed Daniels wasn't outside with me anymore. I looked for him everywhere but I couldn't find him. I finally noticed that the hitch where we had exited from was sealed shut. Daniels raspy voice was coming from my ear piece. "You have done too much, I was supposed to be the heroic explorer, who saved human kind." The radio, then cut off.
The number one rule that NASA told me, was in any circumstance to do not panic. At first I was okay, but I started to think about how small I was, how I wouldn't be saved. I could feel my throat constricting, There wasn't enough oxygen left for me. By that time the ship had already departed, I could feel my life slowly fading away. My only hope was a beacon, that would call life forms for help.
I set it off, and a few moments later I had passed out. Suddenly, I woke up. I could breath. I was safe, but I had to identify where I was I could breath without artificial air. I think I had discovered our new home.
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Thanks for reading,
Hugo