He ran the diagnostic again. Then again.
For the first time in his life, Aris Thorne couldn't debug the problem. He ran the diagnostic again
“No,” he whispered. “We’re six months early.” 487 of a 1
Aris stared at the screen. His hands were trembling. He looked around the empty, humming bridge. He looked at the sleep pod where his four crewmates lay in cryo. He looked at the mission clock: Day 1,487 of a 1,200-day mission. He ran the diagnostic again
Aris felt a cold trickle down his spine that had nothing to do with the ship’s failing life support.