Snippet #1098472

"Captain?"

The sound of the computers voice broke his concentration, and snapped him back into reality. He was in the hallway. A warning light flashed overhead.

At his feet, was a well-preserved body of a young, female lieutenant. It looked like she'd died yesterday.. Because he was in a vaccum. He closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply, the mask hissing. Memories flashed back to him.

He wasnt asleep, when that attack had happened. Shivering, he reached down, and closed the lifeless eyes on the girl, and stared at the..

At the -wreckage- of the bridge door. Bodies, and various parts of other bodies, floated aimlessly in the zero-gravity of the hallway. He recognized some of them. Three years? Why did he make it, but they didnt?

"Captain? You have reached the bridge."

He shook his head again. "Right.. right. I'll just.. sit here, computer. Still dazed from waking up. When they get here, inform me, I'll open the airlock."

"Affirmative, Captain."

Memories raced through his head, memories of things from three years ago. The briefing. The first jump. The hopeful prospects.. and the attack. Slowly, he curled himself up into the fetal position. What have we done?