By the time you receive this I will be dead. Hopefully not dead dead, but close enough. And for a long time. Most of the stasis tubes were damaged in the explosion, along with nearly everything else, but SpaceCorp assures me the jury-rig will work and I’ll go into cold-sleep.
They tell me there’s a lot of public interest in my story. I’m not sure why. This isn’t the first accident in space and it won’t be the last, but SpaceCorp says people are interested and I should record this before I go into stasis. So here I am.
SpaceCorp doesn’t yet know exactly how long I’ll have to be in cold-sleep. The ship’s still tumbling and venting air from somewhere, so they haven’t been able to get a good fix on her new orbit. I’m still trying to stabilize the ship with what’s left of her manoeuvring fuel.
They say they’ll figure out the new orbit soon. But not before I run out of air and have to go into the tube. I’m guessing it’s going to be a long one, so unless SpaceCorp can figure out a way to come get me in a hurry, I don’t think I’ll be back any time soon. So close enough to dead dead.
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I passed Jupiter’s orbit just before starting this recording. The planet was too far away — our new orbit meant we couldn’t make the rendezvous, so the station there couldn’t help. They’re tracking me, but they can’t reach me.
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Someone told me that I’ll soon make it farther than anyone has ever been from Earth. They said I should feel proud of that, but it’s not like I had anything to do with it — and I certainly didn’t want to break that record. All I did was survive the explosion.
Speaking of which, I guess I should let you know that Dal, Sara and Gideon are secure in hold two. I tried to be as gentle as possible when I moved them there. I couldn’t get to Alex. I don’t think there’d be much left of her anyway. I’m sorry. Tell their families they were … they were … Tell them I’m sorry this happened to them. If it helps, I don’t think they had time to know what was happening.
