I was feeling a bit like a cartoon character as I flew through space, my arms at my sides as rocket thrusters ca out of the bottom of my heels and propelled forward.
I would like to say that it felt a lot like skydiving, but because (a) I have never been skydiving and (b) that implies gravity, it was really not the sa.
"Attention, attention! Course direction will put you in the direct path of a nebula. Suggestion is to turn around. Attention, attention! Course direction will put you in the direct path of a nebula. Suggestion is to turn around." A light inside of my helt started flashing red as a warning ca across both my screen and speaker.
"Attention! Attention!" it started for a third ti.
"Understood, turn off alarm," I sighed, using my hands to act as rudders to correct the course I was in. Because the nebula in front of was larger than planet Earth, I asked Jun Li for the exact coordinates of the ship. After all, this was not the ti to be lost in space.
Ha! Get it? Lost in space? I could be funny sotis.
"Audio alarm turned off," ca the voice inside of my helt.
I sighed as the loud, repeating announcent turned off mid-sentence, but the blinking red light and the news ticker at the bottom of my screen continued. "Turn off the warning light," I growled, trying to find the red dot that was on the map in front of .
It looked like a map app that I might have had on my phone, but in this case, it was a red dot that showed the course I needed to go to the last known coordinates of the Sisalik X94 fighter craft. It didn’t have a distance, but there was an "estimated ti of arrival". Four hours, nine minutes.
I needed to be flying in space for four hours and nine minutes. It was a daunting idea.
However, I couldn’t see the course that I needed to take with the red light lighting up the inside of my helt. "Warning light has been turned off. However, according to your current trajectory, you will be entering the planetary nebula within two minutes. According to the coordinates listed, there is only a 29.451% chance of success. Do you still wish to proceed?"
Wait! What the fuck?
"I was inford that there was a 43% chance of success. Why is it now only 29%?" I asked confused. I an, I haven’t deviated from the plan at all, so why was there such a huge drop?
"According to new information, the nebula has beco more unstable within the last few minutes, decreasing the chance of success by 13.28191%. At this rate, in less than one hour your chance of success will be 0%."
Great, I had to shave off over three hours from my original ti. I don’t see that happening.
"The best way to reach the target in optimal ti?" I asked, my arms shaking as I tried to keep them steady. Even the slightest twitch of my wrist was enough to send off course.
"In order to reach the target within the optimal ti limit, you would need to both increase the force of the thrusters, thus increasing your speed, and cut through the nebula."
I thought about it for a minute. My current course was ant to take around the edge of the nebula, which was why it was going to take so long. Jun Li had determined that it was the safest course of action seeing that in the middle of this particular nebula was giving birth to a new planet.
"Adjust course for the shortest ti," I said, refusing to really break down my decision. I knew the mont I did that; I could create a list a mile long as to why this was a horrible idea. But I needed a ship, and according to Jun Li, this was the best one.
"Adjusting your course for the shortest ti. The new estimated ti of arrival is 58 minutes. Please confirm changes."
"Changes confird," I said and as soon as the last syllable passed my lips, I could feel the thrusters on the bottom of my feet practically explode with the force of the resultant gas being pushed through the engine bell. Now, I couldn’t so much as move a finger without sending myself off course.
My arms were still glued to my sides and my legs were locked together, making a human-shaped dart being thrown. I wanted to turn my head and see if Jun Li was still visible behind , but I didn’t care.
"Probability of success has risen to 30.76109%. That is an increase of 1.31009%," said my armor sounding impressed.
I was more impressed by the fact that I was currently wearing nothing but so impenetrable fabric and Nanos flying through space, and yet, it felt like I was swimming in a pool.
Or maybe I should say shark-infested waters since I apparently had the sa chance of survival.
The light coming from the stars beca straight lines and the cosmic dust and gases parted like mist on a foggy night. It was so surreal I expected to wake up at any mont only to find this all a dream and the Sisalik carving out my lungs to see if I really needed them to live.
Spoiler alert: I did.
My eyes scanned the screen in front of , trying to see if the ship was within eyesight. It wasn’t. But what was, was this little, tiny orange ball that continued growing larger and larger the closer that I got to it. The gases inside the nebula were swirling around the orange ball.
"Gravitational disk instabilities detected, increasing thruster," ca the voice inside my helt and I could feel myself being pushed faster past the small star that was trying to beco a planet.
I tried to keep my eyes on the star, but it was impossible without moving my head. It was hard to believe that I witnessed the beginnings of a planet in person. The universe really was full of infinite possibilities.
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