The firestorm killed the lights and knocked the ship deep into space. Somehow, the instruments were still alive, but there was no crew to read them. Far below a red crescent shone the edge of the burning planet silhouetted by the curves of a wing. It would be a lonely trip. She gazed through the porthole at the wavering stars.
"My daughter!!!" She whispered morosely.
Three days ago, Captain Sameera Ravi was lying comfortably in her bed, hugging her five-year-old daughter, her little angel Isha, close to her heart. Now she was drifting in space in a crewless ship and worst of all, looking down on the planet, her only home burning like a ball of fire. She wished she had never left the bed. She wished she had held her daughter for a little longer.
Captain Sameera looked inside the ship as tiny beads of tears left her eyes and spread on the visor of her helmet, she couldn't even bring herself to cry out loud. Besides, it felt like her eyeballs would pop out of the sockets any minute. The fast rotation of the ship made her brain so disoriented as the massive force of rotation was pulling her from her seat. Had she not been strapped to her seat she would have been thrown out toward the walls of the ship and probably died just like everyone else. Everything was dark, except for small lights blinking on the control board. The sound; that maddening sound of alarms coming from everywhere, was pinching needles in her ears. That annoying sound reminded her of something.
"'Parth', report your status," Sameera shouted deliriously. 'Parth' was the AI inbuilt into the ship to guide and handle all its functions with a voice command. It was like a very smart robot without a body. And it had an even smarter mouth which is probably one of many reasons Captain Ravi hated it. "'Parth', Respond, you annoying piece of shit," she shouted again. She hated that bot but it was her only hope at this time. There was no response. She was beginning to lose consciousness again. She desperately shouted, probably for the last time, as the lights in her eyes began to fade, "Parth, report your status." She closed her eyes as all hope faded.
"Parth, reporting!" there was a buzzing sound, "Captain Ravi, are you okay?"
"No, I'm not okay. Can you turn off the alarms?" Sameera screamed annoyingly.
"No can do, first we need to slow down the rotation, the pull is almost thrice the earth's gravity. You can't survive it for long."
"Okay, slow it down asap."
"Aye aye, Captain."
Sameera ground her teeth with annoyance. "I'm not some bloody pirate, you dumbass."
"What's that, Captain!" Responded Parth.
She knew it heard her quite clearly because it was connected to her headsets. "Just stop the rotation, Parth!"
"I've been working on the controls for the last fifteen minutes. Everything checks out and yet I can seem to control the thrusters." Parth informed the captain. "I think we need to reset all the controls manually.
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The Odds and Hope
Science FictionAn astronaut finds herself drifting away in space as she longingly looks at the planet which was home to her burning with fire. She looses all hope and desire to survive as she realizes back on earth her daughter might not have survived. But she com...