Second Suicide: A Short Story
by Hugh Howey
Eight days to planetfall, and I'm being transferred to Gunner. My tentacles slime in disgust.
Or is it fear?
If this is the last planet we ever conquer, I'll be glad. Be nice to settle down somewhere, get off this ship, own a square of land, learn to love all that open sky.
Eight more days before planetfall. Eight days before we reach planet Earth.
Or is it fear?
If this is the last planet we ever conquer, I'll be glad. Be nice to settle down somewhere, get off this ship, own a square of land, learn to love all that open sky.
Eight more days before planetfall. Eight days before we reach planet Earth.