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Wednesday November 14th 2012, 3:06 am

Standing amongst the scattered shards of translucent black glass, of all that remains of the giant threatening thing are dying purplish embers flickering away from each and every infliction I made with my cutlass. Now after the violent confrontation with that strange creature that seemed to be made of darkened crystals, the icy cobalt hues of the altered reality shifted once again into the blood red pulsing foliage, what I could only describe as a forest made of flesh.

I feel like this was nothing but a fruitless distraction, that somehow I was led astray, to lose precious valuable time. I slog my way back to my vessel. Unload my gear into the storage compartment. I stop to take in one last look of this oddly pumping world, the echoes of thumps and the sounds of bubbling liquids that I can feel just beneath my heels, below the squishy tendril covered surface. The sensation of all this is nauseating, my stomach feels loose. With a deep sigh I wipe the sweat from my brow, I won’t be longing for this sweltering stifling place again.

Now tucked tightly back into the soothing artificial atmosphere of the cockpit, setting a course for orbit, that nagging feeling of losing precious time is once again upon me. I have disdain for myself, so easily falling into this misdirection. I’m sure that it must have been my enemy, Mister Time, who had set this in motion by planting the distress beacon that drew me to that disturbing planet, that is slowly drifting away behind me as I break the outer orbit’s grip. One last quick fuel burst and I’m jettisoned into freeflow.

I’ve set a course for home, I’ve no leads to ascertain the whereabouts of that insidious villain. The thought of failing this mission, failing to stop a universal catastrophe brings me low. I can only hope that once returned that some other pertinent information can be discovered from another ransacking of his offices or estate. I open the control console case, remove the The Zone drug, lifting the greenish liquid filled syringe to my inner arm and inject the contents into my readied vein. Haze takes over, my eyes slip…

After some weeks in stasis mode, I’ve been awakened from my induced slumber, approaching my homeward. Seeing Kashana’s distant marbled surface of lush greens, quiet blues, pillowy white clouds, I realize just how much I’ve missed it all. I yearn to breathe mountain air. I’ve been gone much too long, its been nearly a year, but feels like several.

Then off to the right, from the corner of my eye, a sudden blinding flash pierces the circumference edge. This is not the sun! My god, he’s been here all this time! And by the devils, he’s set off the device. Waves of white light ripple outward. Everything is slowly blinking out, orbiting satellites flicker and vibrate into nothingness. The nearby space station The Star Walk, shatters, then the fragments sparkle away, its almost beautiful if not so horrific, five thousand souls worked there, lived there, entire families gone in an instant. Everything is being erased. And now above me our sister moons start to fade, I can actually see distant twinkles of stars begin to shine through them. At first I’m in shock, I don’t know what to do, its all happening in brilliant slow motion as the first wave creeps toward me. To return now only to be caught in the event horizon of the White Out effect, to have utterly failed by a ludicrous goose chase is… I don’t know… a doom. Is that a ticking and a clicking I hear in back of my skull? Even in this sea of devastation that takes place before me, my heart somehow still holds out hope, that there is still a chance to beat the clock of death.

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November 13th 2012

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