My head hurts. I can hardly move. I'm not quite sure where I am.
Last time I was conscious I was on Europa. Based on how heavy everything seems I assume I am on Earth. The room I am in is a little box with a bed and a window. Everything is completely sealed. I take that as a sign that whatever I have is pretty serious. Still, it feels good to be home. I made a promise, and I've kept it.
The doctors have not told me anything about James. I assume that means he's passed away. Looking down at my hand I can see the black has spread from my fingertips down my arm. I know my time is limited.
I just hope I can see my family one last time.
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Europa
Science FictionIn order to embark on a mission to discover alien life on the icy moon of Jupiter Maria must leave her life on Earth behind, including her father and her seven-year-old son Diego. She thought the hardest part of the mission would be saying goodbye...
