ALERT, ALERT...
Added 2025-04-25 00:55:52 +0000 UTCNavigation? Dead. Pilot assist? Dead.
The emergency systems just kicked in—which is never a good sign unless you enjoy the relaxing ASMR ambiance of a malfunctioning escape pod on nightmare mode.
We’re drifting—no course, no destination, just me and the void.
And the AI? Still giving me the silent treatment, like some bitter alien ex who swore he’d “emotionally evolve after his chrysalis phase,” then slipped into a 12-cycle metamorphosis and ghosted me on Planet Zarnak. Classic.
So here I am—floating through deep space, dressed in what can only be described as cryo-chic minimalism, without coffee, and definitely not in the mood to die with this mess of cryo-bed hair... Wait.
There’s a ghost signal.
Coming from somewhere... inside the ship…?
It’s not on any standard comms frequency.
It’s pulsing—irregular, like it’s… glitching? Or drunk. Maybe both.
...I should probably fix something. Or at least pretend I know what I’m doing on the cockpit.
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Lost in space with you I'd cope
Paul
2025-04-25 00:59:55 +0000 UTC
