Grigor Fredrick Bersk, a young man from Earth marooned in deep space, has woken up on the exoplanet known as Copper 9 and is now in serious danger from more than just the Murder Drones.
Armed with only a flashlight, his intelligence, and amazing lu...
I'm trying to ignore the pain of all that has happened to me as much as possible. All so I can be there for Carys. But I don't know how much longer I can keep this façade up. I'm reaching my limit. I'm afraid to admit my emotions because I fear that should I let my guard down for even a single second, both of us would be killed instantly. I'm such a wreck that not even my dreams are safe anymore. I had a terrible nightmare last night.
In the dream that I had last night, I was back on what was left of Earth. My house, my neighborhood, and all of San Diego were burned to the ground. Everyone whom I have ever known was lying dead on the street, their bodies already decaying. Then I felt a presence behind me, and a monotone voice spoke to me.
???: "Did you... miss me?"
I turned around and saw a monster staring at me. The monster that killed my adoptive parents.
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Grigor: "WHAT ARE YOU?!"
???: "Your destiny."
It then stabbed me in the chest with a long, black, tendril. I woke up in my bed, covered in sweat. When I looked around and saw that I was still in the colony and Carys was still asleep, I calmed down a little.
I quietly got out of bed, snuck into the bathroom, and used my flashlight to look in the mirror. My reflection said everything about my mental health. I'm on the verge of losing my marbles. My eyes are bloodshot, with bags underneath them.
I stared into that mirror for about twenty minutes as I made sure for the umpteenth time that I wasn't hurt. After confirming that I was okay, I turned off my flashlight and headed back to bed.
I know that I'm not okay mentally and that I can't keep putting this off, but I'm too scared to tackle it head on. I'm still having hallucinations and delusions, but I really feel like I have no other choice. I have to keep pushing through this anxiety and stress, so I can be there for Carys. Without her, I'll be all alone in this cruel world.
